So since we live our lives without saying Good-byes,
Just long pauses and pauses after a while,

Letting our love die, slowly inside.
By keeping it quiet and off the outside.

Pretending like there's nothing to hide,
But the absence of somethings demand to subside.

See me as more than something sad,
Ever to wander about a man. That's sad.

So, advertising is necessary,
Yet I can't peace with it's theory.

Driven in pain,
No excuses btw,

Sauteed with holy flavour,
Doing the universe a favour,
Accepting any and all failure,

Live on, be something to admire,
Live on, be fire.