Do you know what has been left behind?
Nights, nights with your fingerprints
I pulled myself together, thought I had left
I couldn't go, I still can't
Do you know what has been left behind?
Probabilities, things you've hid,
Things that I've destroyed with the desire of deleting them
I couldn't delete them, I still can't
Die down, don't understand me, don't understand me at all
I am a matchstick.
Over time I get used to crash into myself
'cause of your wind, don't understand me at all
Do you know what has been left behind?
Nights, nights with your fingerprints
And me, an obsolete me
And your fingerprints on my face
Do you know what has been left behind?
Probabilities, things you've hid,
Things that I thought would be done when I fled
I couldn't fled, I still can't
Die down, don't understand me, don't understand me at all
I am a matchstick.
Over time I get used to crash into myself
'cause of your wind, don't understand me at all