I dream of the past, so I can break through The walls I have built inside The thoughts I can't grasp Transparent, see through They constantly fight and collide
I'd love to see a different world A place where you can't find me
Feel me, kill me, my backs up against the wall Your magic spell doesn't work anymore Kill me, kill me, that's what you've got to face, my friend (MY FRIEND) This ain't the end (THE END)
Why can't I relax and let it be true? This world that I try to hide It’s kind of a mess Too reckless for you This place makes me feel alive
I'd love to see a different world A place where you can't find me
Feel me, kill me, my backs up against the wall Your magic spell doesn't work anymore Kill me, kill me, that's what you've got to face, my friend (MY FRIEND) This ain't the end (THE END)
[Corey Taylor] The call of the purpose is the change in behaviour And that is all we can sense of the strangers It gets on top of you and forces your perspective Then you know it, can feel it, it's as dark as you can get, you want it
Harder! Harder! Harder! Give it to you Harder! Harder! You just want it Harder! Harder! Harder! Give it to you Harder! Harder! I don't think you'll ever get it
Feel me, kill me, my backs up against the wall Your magic spell doesn't work anymore Kill me, kill me, that's what you've got to face, my friend (MY FRIEND) This ain't the end (THE END)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
