Too much time on my hands I've learned to love the night It's disguised itself to appear like the light
Takes me by the hand And reminds me that a wrong is sometimes right
And I know the state I'm in can't last But the closet's bursting with the force of rage From the demons in my past
And she stands and stares with eyes of disbelief And makes me feel so alone Awaiting to relive the sight unseen From the seeds that I once sowed
But that's not me anymore I've sought and I've grown But that's not me anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.