It's funny how blind faith often is used Like a net to fall on in desperate times Like a crutch for regret as a last resort
I won't let emotions take me And rely on this fence that's fallen on my head
Guilt is an entity of its own fall from grace And self-worth is their reminder To feel out of place in your own home
Another excuse to divide us and keep the siege at bay As long as thoughts are suppressed we'll think the sameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.