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And I've been losing my mind since I was born into this dark world |
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and I don't believe in anything 'cause I can't forget the things I've seen. |
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But the only thing left worth fighting for is the innocence in you |
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and I'd rather die before I see it disappear. |
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When winds carry us by compass rose |
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Not even her arms feel like home |
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Nailed to a broken dream |
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There's no place for me |
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So if you're gonna' stay, then how long would you wait for me before your love begins to fade? |
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I just can't spend all of my days in this place wasting away. |
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So don't forget me when I'm gone, I promise I won't be long. |
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Maybe carrying all these burdens will teach us to be strong. |
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None shall pass |
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I will pay for this |
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Nailed to a broken dream |
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There's no place for me |
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No security |
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Crown or comfort |
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Shackled to a bed of thorns |
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The water's at your throat |
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To get burned when you've been warned |
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And the last of my sanity is slipping slowly from me, |
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I just can't sit still - I just can't fucking breathe. |
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And I'm chasing something but I don't know what it is, |
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but it just won't let go. |
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So if I lose control, then how long would you wait for me to find my way around these walls? |
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My mind's a maze I'm stranded in, and my bones might rot where I fall. |
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Is this air laced with Novocaine, 'cause I don't feel anything at all. |
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If I can't have you and I can't find truth, then what's the point of waking up? |
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And if I could have another chance, I wouldn't change a single thing. |
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I'd run like hell and not look back as the world burns down behind me. |
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And I would swear to change it all, I wouldn't let them push me to my knees. |
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I would fight like an animal. I wouldn't do a thing differently. |
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Carry me away from here and teach me to be strong |
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This is my own escape |
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It's not where we were promised to be |
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I'd rather light a candle than curse your darkness |
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There's no place for me |
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Pull me away from, |
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Pull me away from here |
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So if you're gonna' stay, then how long would you wait for me before your love begins to fade? |
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I wish that part of me believed that I'm gonna' come home someday. |
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Is there purpose without meaning? |
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Is there a life that's worth living? |
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Is there a chance to change things or have we really ruined everything? |
