He read in me things still unwritten The rest he had learned in my diary In the end, what did it change ? I have grown older, darker, and the blood speaks
All my certainties have faltered I have become estranged from myself All that time, I have been justifying A sickly condition I was not aware of
CHORUS: Have I ever had free will ? Have I only made my choices In the grip of a mere Body and mind disorder ? Will those things I hate save me ? Will the ones I love kill me ? Will I never know again That bliss called ignorance
I could have left without knowing But man’s science decreed otherwise In the end, where is my truth ? I feel lost, adrift, and the scars weep All that I took for convictions
May have been inspired by bile What is left when you realize Your mind has been driven by drugs
I am so helpless against myself That I try to hide from my own eyes And no use looking for sympathy When you are consumed from the inside Drugs give the quiet shades of sanity To the defences in my head I know the pills will never heal me But I have been prescribed lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
