This bleeding heart Sings alone, a silent show Truth counts the scars Illusion is what we are
Look in my eyes Tell me what do you see Am I a man Can I be free
There's nothing left to sell There's nothing left to sell There's nothing left to sell There's nothing left to sell
I have become An empty shell Wearing down The light Turns to grey All my strength wastes away
Look in my eyes... There's nothing left to sell...
One chance to make it better And fight for what I believe Last chance is the first mistake That your going to see me make Tear down all these walls the I built And these bridges I burned It's on me Now I'm looking at death in the mirror And shame lays itself down on me.
[Guitar solo]
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