When your hands have been tied From front, back and from side to side It's hard to see the shape of things to come And the past becomes undone No stars aligned to lead the blind When your future is already declined
Lying, discarded Dying, soon departed
Another morning it's hard to breathe Waking up so damn confined By these walls. Cut, bruised and left behind Another day and it hurts to burn Your candles at all ends No more looking and waiting for the godsends… You keep throwing away
If that is the life you choose No circumstance can excuse Why you run when you've passed A dead end sign at long last The days are numbered you swear So you can start the countdown for all I care Keep on telling yourself there's nothing left to do Your story's weak and so are you
Lying, discarded Dying, soon departed
Another morning it's hard to breathe Waking up so damn confined By these walls. Cut, bruised and left behind Another day and it hurts to burn Your candles at all ends No more looking and waiting for the godsends… You keep throwing away
Another morning it's hard to breathe Waking up so damn confined By these walls. Cut, bruised and left behind Another day and it hurts to burn Your candles at all ends No more looking and waiting for the godsends… You keep throwing awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
