I've tried to hide, but I can't sleep at night
Everything
The trouble with truth is it never lies
And the trouble
We come rushing through your stereo system, into your ear
Taking hold, breaking in
The pressure's all need to circulate
Mezmorize, take
Open your mind, don't let it slip
And take you on
I saw this child who never smiled
I told him
I'm not the same as yesterday
Ooh...It's hard to explain
How things
Everyone is up in my face, need to get out
Wanting
Watching
Debating on which way to run to
Haunted by voices
Craving someo
Let's keep it moving in a forward motion,
If we
I need your breath to stay alive
and make me feel
I’m just a pilot here,
In things not always as
From in the middle of the room
She hears the
Dear loved one, please listen
This might be the last chance
Through my temptation to walk away,
and through the endless troubled
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