Against True
© Richard Tiong
My girl, my love.. Why you've hurt me this much?
Why you've let my soul eaten by sorrow?
My girl, my Life.. When you will be realize?
When will you know that I've been paralyzed?
My girl, my eyes.. Where could I find myself now?
Where could I get that strength I need?
My girl, my hands.. What would I use to handle this vain?
What force could push this extremely pain?
My girl, my voice.. How could you hear me if you are deft?
How could you reach me if you are deep?
My girl, my mind..
Did you know how does it feel?
Did you know that you've made me ill?
