Snitch Is This The End
ItÂ's getting cold outside
the snow falls to the ground
and no one makes a sound
sitting here alone
and i know youÂ're never coming back
now youÂ're finally gone
we used to sit right here
talking about our future and our dreams
but now theyÂ're so unreal
Is this the end of a dream
is this a joke or is it real
you told me you will never go
My brain is messed up
i canÂ't think and i canÂ't move my feet
theyÂ're frozen in my tears
