A teenager is trying not to show the real him Mysterious guys are the coolest ones Won't look at even the best friends in the eyes Scared of a thought, they could see through
Many years later he still is just pretending Hiding something he has never found Locked up from inside and the key is thrown away Stranger to himself, lost inside
Counting - years go by Running - out of time Shining - the shine will die Fading - out of time
Black and white is all he sees, colours, they are missing Life is sometimes shades of grey but colours he can never feel again
Behind the wall, thoughts of grey, one change, mind's decay Empty suit, built on ice, one crack, end of lies
The goal line was crossed before he even got to start Never knew when the time was right Tried to hurry in everyplace, but never got there in time Now it's too late, the show is sold out
[Solo: Roope]
The flame is about to fade inside his little vacuum No one will give him a hand No one will hear him through
Counting - years go by Running - out of time Shining - the shine will die Fading - out of timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
