Do you know what's worth fighting for,
when it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away,
and you feel yourself suffocating?
My faith walks on broken glass,
and the hangover does not pass,
I guess nothing is meant to last.
It's time to live and let die,
because I can't get another try,
something inside this heart has died,
so I lay down my arms, and give up the fight.
