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I was told that life is beautiful |
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Well, I'm not looking through those eyes |
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Wished upon a star and watched it fall away |
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Well, that's just one more thing that could never be forever |
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Everything |
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I touch turns to the opposite of gold |
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It could be shit, it could be coal, that's just the way it goes |
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Do I lead them astray, do |
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I push them all away? |
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I feel so cold from the exit of my soul |
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Don't know whether |
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I should kill or cry |
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Don't know if |
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I should live or die, should |
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I stand or walk away? |
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Don't know whether |
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I should be myself or change |
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Hold my ground or rearrange, should |
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I stand or walk away? |
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I've been told that we live and learn |
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As I look through tear soaked eyes |
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I'm full of scars but |
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I'm not made of stone |
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And my heart's exposed my transparent life of terror |
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A sacred promise that's sealed by a ring of gold |
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It can't be bought, it can't be sold, but you have to keep a hold |
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Did I throw it away because of my ways? |
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It feels so cold now that |
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I have lost my soul |
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Don't know whether |
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I should kill or cry |
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Don't know if |
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I should live or die, should |
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I stand or walk away? |
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Don't know whether |
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I should be myself or change |
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Hold my ground or rearrange, should |
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I stand or walk away? |
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My stomach aches as |
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I feel the sting that runs through me |
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Lay my head into my hands, falling to the ground |
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I look up to the sky, please help me find my way back home |
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Don't know whether |
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I should kill or cry |
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Live or die, should |
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I stand or walk away? |
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Don't know whether |
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I should be myself, be myself |
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Rearrange, should |
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I stand or walk away? |
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Stand or walk away, stand or walk away |
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Should I stand or walk, stand or walk away? |