With every whisper from your lips
With every sound of your words
You bring back those days
And I would like to erase the trace
One more shot
Too much to turn back time
One more shot
There is no way to go back there
Enough fighting
Enough fighting already
Only the whistle of bullets around
With a blade of words, you stand in the way
Enough fighting
Enough fighting already
You don't want those wounds
And yet you're becoming an enemy again
With every unfulfilled dream
With every wasted day
You incurred a debt with me
And I don't want any more payoffs
I will not want to
Wait for a better time
I don't want to stand anymore
And count the wasted chances
Enough fighting
Enough fighting already
Only the whistle of bullets around
With a blade of words, you stand in the way
Enough fighting
Enough fighting already
You don't want those wounds
And yet you're becoming an enemy again