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Thrown To The Wind (扔到风中) - Like Moths To Flames
I'm counting down until the day
That I can close my eyes
Sick of the lows that come with the highs

I'm counting down until the day
That I can reach past the light
To find there is no other side
Searching for hope becomes a disease

Too sick to live
Too sick to bleed

Too sick to bleed

You make things hard on yourself
When you start bleeding out for someone else
These are the numbered days
We can't erase
Don't spend a lifetime making the same mistakes
Over and over again

We cave in
Without thinking
We throw ourselves to the wind
Over and over again

We cave in
Without thinking
We throw ourselves to the wind

I'm counting down until the day that the sun
Swallows the world whole

And all of hell follows

I'm counting down until the day
There's nothing left inside me

And all my bones are hollowed out

Searching for hope becomes a disease

Too sick to live
Too sick to f**king bleed

Too sick to f**king bleed

Too sick to bleed

You make things hard on yourself
When you start bleeding out for someone else
These are the numbered days

We can't erase
Don't spend a lifetime making the same mistakes
Over and over again
We cave in
Without thinking
We throw ourselves to the wind
Over and over again
We cave in
Without thinking
We throw ourselves to the wind

We throw ourselves to the wind

I'm so sick of all the lows
That come with the highs

I'm so sick of all the lows

That come with the highs