Setiap gagasan terbakar tak terhapuskan.
Every motion leaving scars behind.
Setiap gerakan meninggalkan bekas luka di belakang.
All sincere emotion received skeptically with no preparation for life eternal.
Semua emosi tulus diterima secara skeptis tanpa persiapan untuk hidup abadi.
Every tear that's fallen brings one thousand floods.
Setiap air mata yang terjatuh membawa seribu banjir.
Paper cuts are leaving blood behind.
Potongan kertas meninggalkan darah di belakang.
All the silent laughter ringing piercingly.
Semua tawa diam itu menusuk tajam.
I blink making my eyes mine.
Aku berkedip membuat mataku menatapku.
Words in their worthlessness, they should be weighted down, but do I truly wish their cessation?
Kata-kata dalam ketidakberuntungan mereka, mereka harus ditimbang, tapi apakah saya benar-benar berharap penghentian mereka?