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If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise.
If you wanna find out what's behind these cold eyes You'll just have to claw your way through this disguise.
Beliefs are dangerous. Beliefs allow the mind to stop functioning. A non-functioning mind is clinically dead. Believe in nothing.
Beliefs are dangerous. Beliefs allow the mind to stop functioning. A non-functioning mind is clinically dead. Believe in nothing.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in read more
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.
And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a read more
And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.
I've got a strong urge to fly. But I got nowhere to fly to.
I've got a strong urge to fly. But I got nowhere to fly to.
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
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I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything.
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl, Year read more
How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl, Year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.