your name, it never changes, even in the face of persussion,

its always the same, in the end yea.

these are my golden ages, and i am exchanging,

these days for happiness.

exchangin the days with no regret,

give it all for what it meant,

and when theres nothing left to break,

i will let, go.

my hopes, they carry me away, but theres no point to stay,

if its always the same in the end.

i wish i could change this, but through this pain is,

my salvation.

exchangin the days with no regret,

gave it all and all again,

maybe this time i can fake,

or maybe ill just let it go.

these days, the ones that never end, too much time to spend,

when these ways never change.

not enough daylight to start the good fight,

so i geuss ill just stay here.