We struggle to our feet, we all yearn to be free. We fight yet we're weak, we all call out our grief. This goddamn life is our disease, but we can't always fucking weep. We can always turn the tide, we can all stand up and sing, "never alone".
We fight together not alone, no matter where our bodies roam, this place is now what we call home - never alone.
Never alone, never apart, we found each other in the dark. We shed our tears and fight our fears, as we are one, the lonely hearts.
We sink or we swim when we're drowning in our grief, but we can't ever lose hope, we have to stay afloat. We struggle to breathe, we can win if we stand and believe, we are lost on our own, but we'll find our way home, we can always turn the tide and we can all stand up and fight - never alone.
We fight together not alone, no matter where our bodies roam, this place is now what we call home. We are never, ever alone. Never alone, never apart, we found each other in the dark. We shed our tears and fight our fears as we are one, the lonely hearts.
We are not lost here together, we are not lost anymore. We'll turn the tide, we'll calm the storm - we are ready for war. We are not lost here together, we are not lost anymore. Never alone.
Never alone, never apart, we found each other in the dark. We shed our tears and fight our fears as we are one, the lonely hearts.
[Message received on April 12th, at 3:16AM]
Hello? Are you there? ...? I'm just trying to get in touch man. I've been so fucking, so fucking down lately. Like, I don't know what's happening. I'm just so tired all of the time. Trying to sleep. I just, I just lay there quiet. Can't speak cause everyone around me is passed out. My fucking mind's raging. Oh, hello? I don't even know why I called. I think it, I think it might be time for me to leave. Just call it quits. I'm sick of this. It's the same fucking day, every day. I think I breathe, I can't be sure though. It's all the same now. Drink, drink, drink again. I'm sorry man. I think it, you don't want to hear this. I'm a mess. I'm sorry man. I just don't know who to turn to. No one really hears me, you know? I speak, at least I think I speak, but no one hears me. I'm stepping out. Hello? Hello? I shouldn't have called.
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