[00:01.085]I’m not afraid of the dark
[00:06.567]But terrified of my luck
[00:10.427]Realised that you're leaving
[00:14.299]What will you do, with my heart?
[00:23.769]I’m not afraid of the dark
[00:29.483]But terrified of my luck
[00:33.329]Realised that it’s over
[00:37.164]Will I see you, in my dreams?
[00:47.678]I think I’ve had enough
[00:52.170]I don’t give a **** if things go right or wrong this time again
[01:00.222]Do I want that?
[01:03.497]It has been way too much
[01:07.206]Your lingering around in my head makes me want to kill my self
[01:15.219]I can’t see you anymore
[01:24.832]I’m not afraid of the dark
[01:30.360]But terrified of my luck
[01:34.204]Realised that it’s over
[01:38.112]Will I see you, in my dreams?
[01:47.477]I’m not afraid of the dark
[01:53.147]But terrified of my luck
[01:57.009]Realised that you're leaving
[02:00.861]What will you do, with my heart?
[02:11.614]Is this way too late?
[02:16.059]Your finger tips left heavy indentations in my skull again
[02:23.732]Would I want that? No.
[02:27.547]Since the first day
[02:31.229]The thought of you is nauseating enough to keep me going again
[03:41.716]I’m not afraid of the dark
[03:47.407]But terrified of my luck
[03:51.217]Realised that you're leaving
[03:55.117]What will you do, with my heart?
[04:04.695]I’m not afraid of the dark
[04:10.288]But terrified of my luck
[04:14.207]Realised that it’s over
[04:18.079]Will I see you, in my dreams?

I’m not afraid of the dark
But terrified of my luck
Realised that you're leaving
What will you do, with my heart?
I’m not afraid of the dark
But terrified of my luck
Realised that it’s over
Will I see you, in my dreams?
I think I’ve had enough
I don’t give a **** if things go right or wrong this time again
Do I want that?
It has been way too much
Your lingering around in my head makes me want to kill my self
I can’t see you anymore
I’m not afraid of the dark
But terrified of my luck
Realised that it’s over
Will I see you, in my dreams?
I’m not afraid of the dark
But terrified of my luck
Realised that you're leaving
What will you do, with my heart?
Is this way too late?
Your finger tips left heavy indentations in my skull again
Would I want that? No.
Since the first day
The thought of you is nauseating enough to keep me going again
I’m not afraid of the dark
But terrified of my luck
Realised that you're leaving
What will you do, with my heart?
I’m not afraid of the dark
But terrified of my luck
Realised that it’s over
Will I see you, in my dreams?