When your pathetic life spirals down to the final solution Which you can not pick up and dissolve selfish intentions How do you carry, do you pick up your broken spirit
From the ashes, through the tears of self-pity Who can show, show me the road back home
Who can perform a procedure of disembowelment I don't even know how or where to start the incision But for now I will dig the grave Because who knows how long I can afford the plot
The headstone will read here lies all the bottled thoughts of a man Too frightened to be corked These contents may be buried too deep for all of his fears to... To be audible
Sweetheart I'm counting on you to see through my soil And raise me to the surface Please pick up the shovel and dig I request this of you to set this fool free Raise my spirit to the sanctuary of our union let, let us praise Life into my dead soul
You can see me through the smoke You can see me past the mirrors That I dance around You can see me through the smoke You can see me past the mirrors that I dance - that I dance around!
Bring this dead soul back to life And set your fool free Bring it back to life And set... set your fool freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
