Will I set sail again I never thought that I would see the truth Confusion Seclusion I am left in an empty room Build me up to crumble down again Don't let them Don't let them in
A voice behind the door says Do not be afraid
Do you trust your inhibitions To protect you along the way Speak with honesty No one's listening
Too much regret Made its way into my head And now I only see What the worst of me believes
Will I set sail again I never thought that I would see the truth Confusion Seclusion I am left in an empty room Build me up to crumble down again Don't let them Don't let them in
I am the constant My past is the problem Ridding myself of the excess My core is exposed Open up these wounds
Lost in my atrophy
I am divided By all that I am And all All that I wanted to be
God of dialect Have I overstepped the truth What do I hold true Each day a stupor Fade to the next God of dialect Have I disappointed you
I trust the process
Too much regret made its way into my head And now I only see what the worst of me believes
Will I forget What directions I've been led Or find my own inside The notion that I won't be swayed
I won't be swayed I won't beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
