Brothers from False Experience by False Experience

It was a sleepless night
No one hanging around
The air was dense and felt near to the sea
I look at you, eyes of pain, so confused
Don't try to go away, because it will never be the same
I'm going to you

Well you can't tell me "I'm going to hell"
But you can tell me "I'm going to heaven"
Well you can't tell me "I'm going to hell"
Well, you can't tell me to go away

A thin red line stays between us
It's not time to regretted
There's nothing left
Thoughts we can't control
Brain-bursting pressure, only brothers know
But you need to go on your own and…
…I'm going to you

Well you can't tell me "I'm going to hell"
But you can tell me "I'm going to heaven"
Well you can't tell me "I'm going to hell"
But you can't tell me to go away...

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