broken heart
Sticks on the lungs beside her
She knows I'm dying in the battlefield
I once was known for being the bravest fighter
But now I know this is my first defeat

It's not over, it's not too late
I won't give up till I suffocate
But it's beating,
It's [bad word] and it's killing me
Love is a battlefield

We watched the dreams turn into wishful thinking
Along the road to my insanity
I call it cure you call it manic thinking
Is this the reason for my mad disease?