instrumental
Feeling restless
Crave for company
never gave me
Any room to breathe
Intuition
Don't make a move
Don't make a sound
I've got my eyes
What an enemy
You became to me
Lived a fantasy
An illusion
Built scenery
Played
Dress in armour
bring your sword and shield
and your lucky charm
In
I'm back to life
from the walking dead
no more demons in
Ask yourself where you're
hearding for
Deviate - no need
to conform
All it
I paint a smile on you
'cause you want me to
then
How many times must I tell you
I will not pretend
Will
