Falling کے بول

I'm falling in hate With this place Days trickle by Like a stream I need to go off Like a bomb Before I explode I need to go I'll feel no remorse When I quit this place Too long I've wasted in this Melancholy space It's always winter here Like a splinter A vice in your eyes The constant sarcasm Cuts me like a blade The scars have hardened And they will never fade Tearation eyes are jaded joke (?) A joke and some Prize but I despise them I'm falling in hate With this place Days trickle by Like a stream I need to go off Like a bomb Before I explode I need to go