A stance, a prayer unanswered A chase without a dream I stare at the midnight sun They called without a warning They said I had to leave Exposed to everyone Here without a meaning I question every call, question every move Minus what I am feeling and the shadows outside A mystery under crescent moon
Precautionary measures taken into Consideration of the formal kind Token stares are filled with pain or just die a death of which you would have in time seen your life through Maybe one or two, even six if needed taken from what I know is yours managed to ignore, call it contradiction waiting for the sign to move in and break your fall...
And the reasons are waiting, And the seasons are changing... with the madness and low self opinion I have on myself and my peers And decisions are wasted, And the bars on my cages... drifting closer together, making harder to see the ways to the truth
I've always felt so bad never wanted to play by your rules And I believe you now, 'cause I never really understood... A stance a prayer unanswered, a chase without a dream... Call it warning, call it what you will My anger inside, I blame it on...
And the reasons are waiting, And the seasons are changing... with the madness and low self opinion I have on myself and my peers And decisions are wasted, And the bars on my cages... drifting closer together, making harder to see the ways to the truthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
