Experience these things My chest digs further in and it gets hard to breathe Don’t fight it Make this easy
Sometimes I wish I had wings Fly far away from this life It’s a long road It’s a long road
As the water beads upon the window Turn the sad song up on the radio The fault with me is a memory When the flesh moves on
Such curiosity These thoughts go on all day And it takes hold of me But fighting isn't easy
Sometimes I wish I had wings Fly far away from this life It’s a long road It’s a long road
As the water beads upon the window Turn the sad song up on the radio Will the voices haunt when the flesh moves on And the clouds block out the rays
When the feeling hangs upon a halo I can only try my best just to let it go The fault with me is a memory And the things I have to say
Resting now, their bodies hit the ground Nightmares creep over me I hear the sounds (Yes they all hit the ground) Children scream, their mothers bleed hung upside down
Scarlet ropes and sadistic minds surround me I spent all of my life confined in secrecy What you say? In spite a shell of what I am on the inside
Clouds of blackness abounding There’s nothing about I’m falling, falling, I’m falling below (There’s nothing about)
As the water beads upon the window Turn the sad song up on the radio Will the voices haunt when the flesh moves on And the clouds block out the rays
When the feeling hangs upon a halo I can only try my best just to let it go The fault with me is a memory And the things I have to sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
