I Burned, was me No self defence as I was deep Enclosed with walls A room that makes me feel so small
And though I’m still alive sometimes against my will You see this state of mind I’m conscience but I’m blind
I want much more but different things Could be in store For me I guess to see if one could pass the test
A dream but real Shadows haunting me to steal
My Blood, My Air The things inside that make me care
Falling falling, Running running, Flowing flowing, Drifting awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.