Every time i get things right,
I lose everything.
Every time i think i fixed things,
My memories kill everything.
But now i've finally figured it all out,
What my one choice is in life.
That is that i a have no choice,
No choice but to live in this suffering
And hope that one day you will come along.
Like you did so many times before, but permanently.
That day is all i have left,
So i sit here with no choice to live my live,