Pinnacle In Timelines

There comes a moment that defines everything
Still framed images, mental photographs
Frozen in time, almost ending
Breaking down perfect structures

Now I can't picture your face
This shattered life trace memories

This isn’t happening
I can't be, this can't be
This isn’t happening
He can't be, this can't be
This isn't happening
I can't be, this can't be
This isn't happening
He can't be, this can’t be

Now that you’re gone еverything is rearranged
Thе days go on and on but nothing feels the same
No tears to cry, no chance to even say goodbye
I live a lie, convinced myself you're too far gone to try

I’m not prepared for this
I'm not prepared for this
I'm not prepared for this
I'm not prepared for this
I’m not prepared for this
I'm not prepared for this
I'm not prepared for this
I'm not prepared for this
I'm not prepared for this