Good Old Days - Blutengel

I cry and pray, every time I realize

That nothing will be good enough for me

Bring back those good old days

When everything felt so much better than today

I couldn’t find a way, I want to live

Where are those good old days

When I was innocent and stronger than today?

I couldn’t find a way to be satisfied

I cry and pray, every time I realize

That nothing will be good enough for me

I cry and pray, every time I realize

That my soul will be lost forever more