�Why bother ourselves with grief? Why let ourselves believe that our pain would be anything special? Life gets easier when you just let yourself go numb. The less you expect from life the less disappointment you face. We all face the same unbeatable nemesis though it manifests itself in different forms. So why bother fighting?�
As you open up before me, like a book from which I read The secrets you would hide from all the prying eyes You never understood why gods would have you fooled like this First have you pray for help; then throw you at the wolves
The scenes you hide in your mind show a life of little chastity But things you�ve done in your past are of little importance to me
We are but little pieces of this world around us After a thousand years have passed, no one will care for the trivial lives we�ve had
As you try to conceal your thoughts, you make them more obvious to me You are so vulnerable �tis a miracle you live
Forever you�ve been broken - agony as your only friend Seeing happiness from a distance never reaching it
You and I, we have always been astray Never finding the things we have always been yearning for Maybe now we can share some of our pain and find a way to survive the coming daysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
