You can tell from these scars that life ain't fair in the night this turns into hell Your sweet voice, it starts to fade this love has been replaced by hate like a bird in a cage, a tiger in a cell I will never feel alive, I will never feel well
sometimes I wonder why I feel no thrill my lungs are plagued life is still ill
and all the pressure that helped me to grow overwhelms me and drags me down this flow i can't handle myself, makes my life pass by too long i've been alone - isolation made me shy i try to escape till my hands start to vein forgot the reason that forced me in those chains
sometimes I wonder why I feel no thrill my lungs are plagued life is still ill life gives me the chills
I live a life without a heart I sold my soul right from the start life is short - death clock ticks i've chosen my grave - grim reaper digsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
