We are hitting the roads without you
This story has its ups and downs
You're getting strangers without me
I got obsessed with the past once again
I am wrecked, I am wrecked
Panic attacks, desperate thoughts
Empty beds, hopeless ones
Those pictures shake you up
Wondering where you are with whom
Panic attacks, despair thoughts
Empty beds, hopeless ones
Those pictures shake you up
Who knows where you are with whom
Where you are