Cycle Video (MV)

Am I a game
A reflection of the slight depression
In your brain
Do you love me
Do you hate me
Or after all this time
Is it the same
It's a Cycle and it's infernal
It's infernal
It's a Cycle and it's infernal
It's infernal
It's a Cycle and it's infernal
It's infernal
Looking at old pictures like a form of inspiration
Used to put songs in my head
And suddenly you rewrote them
Now the melody is muted
The sound of your anger so deeply rooted
Je bloque sur les paroles
Avec lesquelles remplir ce vide
Pourtant des mots j'en ai des milliers
A te chanter à te dire
Mes pensées sont si troubles
Que je peine à les écrire
Mes larmes arrosants ces pages
Pour enfin les faire vivre
De multiples chansons
Dédiées à ta belle gueule
Cette fois j'écouterais les premières démos seule
When mixed they will be left at your disposal
Stuck up in your opinion
Left behind in your denial
And blinded by the love that I still have for you
This is not the last time that I will sing for you
Tried my best to build you Gala's Castle
You took the key
And you just locked the door
Am I a game
A reflection of the slight depression
In your brain
Do you love me
Do you hate me
Or after all this time
Is it the same
There's power in the pain
That penetrates your soul
That leaves you feeling low
But stronger as a whole
There's power in the words
That I write but no one sees
I never was the same
When you were there with me
There's power in the pain
That penetrates your soul
That leaves you feeling low
But stronger as a whole
There's power in the words
That I write but no one sees
I never was the same
When you were there with me
The gold when the light hits the rock's red
The sand's soothing exhaling breath
The wallowing whisper of the desert
Huh I'll miss you to death
The infinite indigo above our heads
The water in my eyes when the sun sets
The flora softly grazing my legs
I'll miss you to death
I'll miss you to death
I'll miss you to death
I'll miss you to death
I miss you to death