Glass Cloud If He Dies, He Dies
If you turn your head away
You will miss everything
(It's so sad)
It should mean everything
A love like this lost
And no remorse
"My son, it's just a burden of divorce"
Mark my words
I would drop everything
But a lie to the face
Is the ultimate way
Out of this
If you turn your head away
It might be easy to sleep
(But, it don't matter)
It festers underneath
The body just burns
Like open wounds
"My boy, there's just nothing left to do"
Mark my words
I would drop everything
But a lie to the face
Is the ultimate way
Out of this
Like Oedipus
Like Laius
Like everything
Like everything
Everything
Mark my words
I would drop everything
Everything
Mark my words
I would drop everything
Mark my words
You will miss everything
Mark my words
Mark my words
