I’m the prisoner of a god, unloved and forsaken

 

Is that the way we’re all supposed to be?
One moment we're soulmates, next, we're enemies.
This morning your voice soothed me through the phone,
Tonight, I’m buried in tears, struggles alone.
I punch the wall for being so naive,
Ignoring all the signs that should’ve been seen.

Over and over,
Over and over,
Again and again,
Again and again.

Dropping my tears, gasping for breath,
I’ve tried to keep morals, my dignity left.
But why, oh why, do you keep playing with me?
The death in my eyes is the death of old me.

Little did I know my joy lasts just three seconds,
As fragile as the summer breeze’s essence.
I’m the prisoner of a god, unloved and forsaken,
The mole beneath my eyes grows stronger, unshaken.

Over and over,
Over and over,
Again and again,
Again and again.

Never underestimate karma’s name,
Never forget karma plays the game.
We all face karma, it’s not a surprise,
We all face karma, no matter our ties.

Dropping my tears, gasping for breath,
I’ve tried to keep morals, my dignity left.
But why, oh why, do you keep playing with me?
The death in my eyes is the death of old me.

Now I finally face,
The death of old me.