Beloved: Seraphia, Seraphia Songtext
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No I couldn't get much worse.
Maybe I will come home again someday.
And if I am your curse I'll bless you when you go away & leave me.
With this here simple mind I cannot find any kind of peace of mind.
And even if I could see you one last time, darling would it be the same
or close the door on all things I hate about my past?
And I've been swimming in the deep end.
Making peaceful peace with myself
And even if I could see you one last time, darling would it be the same
or close the door on all things I hate about my past?
Revenge is sour, there is no just war.
But I cannot close the door.
All these things I hate about myself they always last.
I know that he's in love with you.
And I know that he will always be there.
When you left I fell apart but I know that it was I who broke my own heart.
And even if I could see you one last time, darling would it be the same
or close the door on all things I hate about my past?
Revenge is sour, there is no just war.
But I cannot close the door.
All these things I hate about myself they always last.
Turning screams to whispers of old dear friends by ignoring everybody else.
Maybe I will come home again someday.
And if I am your curse I'll bless you when you go away & leave me.
With this here simple mind I cannot find any kind of peace of mind.
And even if I could see you one last time, darling would it be the same
or close the door on all things I hate about my past?
And I've been swimming in the deep end.
Making peaceful peace with myself
And even if I could see you one last time, darling would it be the same
or close the door on all things I hate about my past?
Revenge is sour, there is no just war.
But I cannot close the door.
All these things I hate about myself they always last.
I know that he's in love with you.
And I know that he will always be there.
When you left I fell apart but I know that it was I who broke my own heart.
And even if I could see you one last time, darling would it be the same
or close the door on all things I hate about my past?
Revenge is sour, there is no just war.
But I cannot close the door.
All these things I hate about myself they always last.
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