She used to say it's good to pray for the sake of your fate
But she never ever unravels the troubles she creates
Parts of you, parts of me grown all over us
They are taking nutrients intended to mend us
But it won't defend much
It's meant to mend us
But it won't defend much
No one ever talks about you easily
No one ever thinks in such a frequency
You would always try to keep a decency
You would always fail to treat us evenly
I am better off without this
I am better off without bliss
No one's ever told me 'bout this
Better set aside that sort of bliss
I feel blind inside
From time to time to time
It feels kind outside
From time to time to time
We couldn't break every bit for the sake of the lovely fate
And the echo that decorates the shadows it tackles me
Freckles reflecting the innocence she needs
But they never ever occur to be something trustful, rather something lustful
Not something trustful, rather something lustful
No one ever talks about you easily
No one ever thinks in such a frequency
You would always try to keep a decency
You would always fail to treat us evenly
I am better off without this
I am better off without bliss
No one's ever told me 'bout this
Better set aside that sort of bliss
I feel blind inside
From time to time to time
It feels kind outside
From time to time to time
From time to time to time
From time to time to time
I am better off without this
I am better off without bliss