10

作词 : TYSM

作曲 : TYSM

I hold my breath and I count to ten

I close my eyes, I can feel you bend around me

Pierce right through like a ballpoint pen

You leave your mark underneath my skin

And I already know, your hands are getting cold

When you hold me like a trophy, you unforgotten soul

Say you have to go, this is how it goes

When it's not real, we pretend that this is what we want

So I count to ten

Everything is bottled up inside me

Tip me over like a glass on the edge

Blooming like a rose inside, I'm dying

Just waiting while I hold my breath

And I count to ten

I close my eyes and I count to nine

Didn't make it all the way to ten this time

Staring at a wall that's bare and white

The sound of silence keeps me up at night

Night...

Keeps me up at night

Night...

Keeps me up at night