716 from shed blood by Ada Rook

i wanna be something i'm not
i wanna pretend i forgot how to be good to you
but i was there the whole time
i didn't even lose my mind

i miss you so fucking much
but there's nothing to be done
i miss you so fucking much
there's nothing i could ever say
i didn't deserve you
all i ever did was hurt you
but i still miss you
i still feel so fucked up

and things are better now
but i still feel like i am lost somehow
and we can never speak again
but i know there is nothing to be said
i've hurt you quite enough
and out of all my old regrets
the one that hurts the most
is what i said to you
when you were drowning
because of me

it wasn't your fault
it wasn't your fault
it wasn't your fault.

• Electronic
• ambient
• concrete
• industrial
• Montreal