This World Makes Me Move On

 

destined to destroy itself.

This world is built on lies.

I release the envy of my soul,

into the purple skies.

Ashes turn to paper hearts,

kisses turn to dust.

I just can't seem to hurt you dear.

Do you thing we've lost our touch?

Hide feelings from myself,

So I can still live on.

I suppose I'm still waiting dear,

While you keep moving on.