I'm sick of everything, I can't get out of bed
Just
Up here sedated in my seat,
Can't wait until i can
Alone on stage without song
so where is jesus now and
Fall into nowhere, fading out
Afraid of who we are, get
It's funny how blind faith often is used
Like a
Instrumental
I can't even think of words to match the way
Not Knowing what he had got into, only following the
The flowers have wilted on the sill
And words have been
... I hope that I can seem flawless to you
And
Everyday is passing quickly like a bullet train
And time is
Staring out the window she sees glimpses of last
And everyone