If you look at it in a certain way, It's hard loving yourself than loving someone else.
Honestly, let's admit what we have to admit
The standards you put out are harsher on yourself
(Loving myself might be harder
Than loving someone else, let's admit it
The standards you made are more strict for yourself)
Yea, they say you grow when you don't succeed,
But it's hard to breathe, when no one believes in me.
It's coming closer
The flames are licking my body
Won't you help me?
I feel like I'm slipping away
It's hard to breathе
And my chest is a heaving
Lord have mercy,
I'm burning a hole where I lay
Your kisses lift me higher,
Like a sweet song of a choir.
And you light my morning sky
With burning love,
With burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love.