No Stress

No stress.
Tell me how you kill the past.
No stress.
Did you think the high would last?
No stress.
Tell me how you kill the past.
No stress.
Did you think the high would last?
No stress.
You built a castle made of cheap design.
But deep inside you know that you were mine.
The doubt on me will drop and leave you cold.
The fake connection getting tired and old.
No stress.
Tell me how you kill the past.