Confessions of a broken hearted
It's midnight
Thinking about
Joys of past
And the joys of that's gone
Like tender fingers wandering
On flesh
This suffocation
Is all I feel
It's cold in
This darkness
That I call home
Now as all is said and done
Left alone to gather soul
From those little shards
On the floor
This suffocation
Is all I feel
It's cold in
This darkness
That I call home
This suffocation
Is all I feel
It's cold in
This darkness
That I call home
Thinking about
Joys of past
And the joys of that's gone
Like tender fingers wandering
On flesh
This suffocation
Is all I feel
It's cold in
This darkness
That I call home
Now as all is said and done
Left alone to gather soul
From those little shards
On the floor
This suffocation
Is all I feel
It's cold in
This darkness
That I call home
This suffocation
Is all I feel
It's cold in
This darkness
That I call home
Credits
Writer(s): Petri Hukka
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