Paint the colors again
So that I can see more beautifully
Each point so precisely that I don't catch you
When I know too well how I always end up
My hands are dirty from my mistakes
My sun has turned on me against me, cast a shadow over me
I guess the purpose of the rays is to burn the black wounds on my hands
That I wouldn't carry you
Can we forget those moments already
When we still wanted to carry you
Even if we uttered the empty words again
Too much has been given, I can no longer be whole
It's easier to forget this way
My sun has turned against me, cast a shadow over me
I guess the purpose of the rays is to burn the black wounds on my hands
So that I don't carry you (x2)
That I wouldn't carry you