[Chorus x2] It's not the same no more yes, we had our days I dont wanna play no more say, we have nothing in common when i first saw you you blew my
Biting the hand that feeds you, lying to the voice Inside, reach out to beg for something this life Is a lesson, take what you're given feeding on Self
Mother mother can you hear me, i keep trying Just to find me all i know now, all you s how me, Endless questions, hopeless ending This bitter pill is
Something keeps on pulling me down And I feel like I'm losing ground Trying just to find my reasons And losing sense of what is real Willing to believe
Step back inside the lie again, you'll find you're Wearing thin Killing the sympathy as you take another swing At me now Fighting your inner self again
Desperate and waiting, frozen to the core, numb To this feeling, needing something more all i Keep thinking is where i need to be, all i can hope For
Fear falls hard like rain again washing over me You say nothing will ever change what do i Believe You fall deep inside again nothing left to see Weakness
I walk to the edge again, searching for the truth Taken by the memories of all that i've been Through If i could hear your voice i know that i would
How does it make you feel when i look away Feelings that will never seem to fade i try to Find you, you hold your head up high i let it all Fall down
I'm sorry for needing You to carry me So simple sometimes When you're standing next to me You never change You never stay the same Like a picture-perfect
Look around and tell me what you see, a place Surrounded by the hate that hides in the Shadows inside of you, inside of me, what can we Ever hope to
It's a long way back to reality, she puts another Brick in the wall of shame she made so long ago Trying to figure out where things went wrong Searching
The time has come. Just like the old days you shut me out. I feel forever unknown. Something so miniscule, has become even smaller. But it's just
Quello che comunemente noi chiamiamo amore forse non e altro che un paradosso, un'illusione qualche cosa di cui tutti hanno sempre scritto senza veramente
Nuje simm'e l'autonomia e se tu cercherai nel tuo cuore, in fonfo in fondo troverai l'autonomo che c'e in te appicerai il tuo primo cassonetto. Si perche
i come carrying a bunch of dread things every last one likes to mumble and sing i've got a chisel buried deep inside a rock one or two sheep have
the old irish curse showed up in a hearse picked me up and dropped me off at a well now you show in the ruins, ask me how i'm doing baby can't you
More lies disguised, they're selling you Vacant eyes tied tightly to the tube, Sealed shut just like they wanted. Truth's a ghost, we're all haunted
