Looking at myself - I never felt that weak before Through eyes of compassion I see, I see, I see, I see A bitter old man Who is trying to adore the young lovers The young beautiful
I keep on trying, it will break me down one day This old body is ready to face the pain
Digging into my last remains of self-esteem
Howling at the dead moon, departed ego Digging my hole, burying myself It's coming closer, I can feel my own decay Bleeding dry, dying restless
Emptiness embracing it's loyal son
Staring at nothing Staring at nothing, replacing my life with solitude This fragile laughter is killing me - it's killing me Light-hearted minds, red flesh, blue eyes It's killing me - this fragile laughter is killing meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
