Hands are tied together, our backs against the wall Words thrown like stones until we choose to crawl So many cutting insults, stabbing accusations Everyone's in hiding, away from your frustrations Someone will rise up, wreck the keeping wall Break all the bindings, bring you to a fall Dodge the aim of your poisoned attack Clear the imaginary reign on which you will fall back The walls will tumble down See the coming of the tide Smelling like a thousand deaths The burial of one's pride Soon you'll see that life around you Was nothing but a lie Was no more than an illusion When alone you wonder why And forever you keep on wondering When amongst the ruins you must seek The reason for this emptiness Without you we will grow stronger Within you cries the weak Hands are tied together Your back against the wall Your words wither away It's your turn to crawl So many cutting insults Stabbing accusations Everyone has left you It's just you and your frustrationsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
