Testo Trigger Happy On A Gun Called...

This burden lies beneath my fist
Too uncover what's behind the mask

Follow the markers you left you left behind

So why am I still waiting, waiting for myself,
To believe you lived the life you dreamt about
You're an artist at deceiving me,
Forever's just, not long enough
Forever's just, not long enough

Fear is only what you make it out to be
Fear is only what you make it out to be

I know you wanted this (I know you wanted this)
Although I stressed my feelings, for you (although I stressed my feelings)
I know you wanted this (I know you wanted this)
And we drift apart further each day