Little holes show how hollow you have become Fighter you've been down so low for far too long This city now offers only nightmares to you You are too sick of being so strong
Feet dangling in the open grave Everyone else was always to blame Present yourself like flower to the bee Walking on, waking up losing dreams
You burn everything up to distinguish your spark You're killing your little star so they can't find you in the dark Breaking raw ambitions, open your palm over the flames You say it's different this time Yet this plan leads to the same
Stagnant air, time moves on and no you have not Hope hovers overhead like city lights In contrast reality seems aphotic Too bleak too empty too grim in the night
Glass they pay to shatter cuts to the bone You laugh it away with your veins exposed Present yourself like flower to the bee Walking on, waking up losing dreams
Peeling layers back, confirming fears Tearing through hearts, screaming in their ears Present yourself like flower to the bee Walking on, waking up losing dreamsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
