Stress, breaking my back Pulse is stuttering Pressure, mental attack My thoughts cluttering
Beating this dead horse Is exhausting Heartbreaking To see my hands shaking I'm knee-deep in the dead Still wading Still wading in this This well-called life
Nervousness halting all will Forcing apathy Anxiety an aching chill Hammering down me
Beating this dead horse Is exhausting Heartbreaking To see my hand shaking I'm knee-deep in the dead Still wading Still wading in this This well-called life
Tread the floods So you can hope to seize Your own reality (Be)fore it escapes thee Watch yourself drown in disarray It's time to break away Or we�ll die today
[Solo: Corey]
Stress Breaking my back Pulse is stuttering Pressure mental attack My thoughts clattering
Nervousness halting all will Forcing apathy Anxiety an aching chill Hammering down me
Beating this dead horse is exhausting Heartbreaking to see my hand's shaking I'm knee-deep in the dead, still wading still wading in this, this well called life
Tread the floods so you can hope to seize Your own reality (Be)fore it escapes thee Watch yourself drown in disarray It's time to break away Or we'll die today Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
