Every moment of life, pictures
Since I laid down in bed
Pictures in my head and you
My rebellion is that meaningless fights
Since your skin touched my hand
A part of my mind is always with you
"I need you to wipe my face with your hand"
Maybe I am humiliated in front of you by saying this
But this is who I am
"I couldn't hear your voice for days, why didn't you call?"
Maybe I am humiliated in front of you by saying this
I have to beg saying 'I love you'
I have to cry saying 'I am dying'
Come back quickly, I have to take you back