Down in this low, I’m crawling Searching for a barren place to hide Curtains for my last act, are falling Leaving me naked, and void of pride
Defeat and vanity, Hand in hand If only I could be once more, In demand If only I could be once more!
Youth is a curse, when fading Time is cruel on the face that lives for lights Fame is, at its best, degrading An exchange of banality, high on price
Years pass like winter days, Fast and cold Hollow from the inside-out Bought and sold
This pain of aging is harrowing My window of time is narrowing I see my face a million times, in broken glass I tell myself a million lies, at each impasse
This pain of aging is harrowing I see myself a million times, in broken glass
This pain of aging is harrowing My window of time is narrowing I see my face a million times, in broken glass I tell myself a million lies, at each impasseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
