i sense infliction in the air it s only me i m fucking up old times it s a remembrance o this black session in my mind o the black i was too weak to fight once more i let go it is a black session an invitation of sorts o this black session in my mind o the black i keep on living in this my only wish that life will be good someday oh i keep on losing my sleep because of this seems oh so hard just to stay so if you come by just this last time i ll be here and i will talk to you like if this had never been o this black session in my mind o the black