A Loverless Bed (Without Remission)

Such a shame that I can't get over this
Boot the acts of wrong and roll again
Such a satyr mind will close again
Watching every ray turning again

And I close my eyes to everything you rearranged
And I close my mind to everything you've kept the same
Boot the acts of wrong and roll again

Cannot keep you in my bed again
Link of every time you need your space again

When the hairline breaks
[Incomprehensible]
To the woman you turned red again