Darkest Thoughts - B! Machine

I’m sorry I have to tell you

But things here are not the same

And even though we still believe you

I, we, you, are victims of this change

We wanted to spare the expense

And the consequence

You’ve become holes in the memory

Cracks in the hourglass, draining our days

When I think about breathing

I forget how to breathe

I wake up on the floor and

I think about leaving

When I think about you

It is all that I need

I forget about breathing

And I start to breathe

You’ve become

A part of our darkest thoughts

Cut from the morning

Fall to the earth

Our highest hopes

Brought to a rest

Brought to an end

Brought to this