ILlness
As we sit here in our room,
Only thinking of the doom
As we say our goodbyes,
We both slowly die inside
I sit here in stillness,
Trying to get past this illness
This illness of being with out you
Only thinking of the doom
As we say our goodbyes,
We both slowly die inside
I sit here in stillness,
Trying to get past this illness
This illness of being with out you