| Waiting for the Day to end | |
| With the blade in my heart I’m stumbling | |
| I’m melting into the ground | |
| While the walls around are crumbling | |
| I don’t want to rest ‘til I’m found | |
| Fighting against emptiness and confidence inside of me | |
| And a broken mirror shows me what I am supposed to see | |
| And I thought I’m crying tears, but blood is pouring down from my eyes | |
| But no matter how I feel I can’t respond to their lies | |
| I don’t need these souvenirs to remind me of the bygone time | |
| And however much I try to forget | |
| I can’t get rid of their grime | |
| (I hold my breath) | |
| I can’t get rid of their grime | |
| (I hold my breath) | |
| And the weights on my feet drag me | |
| Down to the bottom of the sea | |
| But it looks so peaceful here and I can’t speak to raise a plea | |
| Everything I tried to see and to find again and to undo my faults | |
| Was never worth the strain, there’s nothing left I could exault | |
| And I thought about dying safely, but as always there’s no guarantee | |
| Whatever they say I still deny and disagree | |
| The words and sentiments | |
| And I’m still standing in-between | |
| But my innermost thoughts remain unseen | |
| So I question a new prospect and I’ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I’m waiting - waiting for the day to end | |
| So I question a new prospect and I’ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I’m waiting - waiting for the day to end | |
| And the storm was silent thunder | |
| Poison runs through my veins | |
| Don’t need another aching wonder | |
| I’m already almost slain | |
| Dismissing the consequences and one-way chances, ‘cause it’s not good | |
| Some call it fate, some always say they feel misunderstood | |
| And I know I cry no tears, ‘cause blood is pouring down from my eyes | |
| But you’ll never guess my thoughts, you can’t see through my disguise | |
| I don’t need more injuries to remind me of a former life | |
| You cannot stop me anymore, however much you strive | |
| So I question a new prospect and I’ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I’m waiting - waiting for the day to end | |
| So I question a new prospect and I’ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I’m waiting - waiting for the day to end |
| Waiting for the Day to end | |
| With the blade in my heart I' m stumbling | |
| I' m melting into the ground | |
| While the walls around are crumbling | |
| I don' t want to rest ' til I' m found | |
| Fighting against emptiness and confidence inside of me | |
| And a broken mirror shows me what I am supposed to see | |
| And I thought I' m crying tears, but blood is pouring down from my eyes | |
| But no matter how I feel I can' t respond to their lies | |
| I don' t need these souvenirs to remind me of the bygone time | |
| And however much I try to forget | |
| I can' t get rid of their grime | |
| I hold my breath | |
| I can' t get rid of their grime | |
| I hold my breath | |
| And the weights on my feet drag me | |
| Down to the bottom of the sea | |
| But it looks so peaceful here and I can' t speak to raise a plea | |
| Everything I tried to see and to find again and to undo my faults | |
| Was never worth the strain, there' s nothing left I could exault | |
| And I thought about dying safely, but as always there' s no guarantee | |
| Whatever they say I still deny and disagree | |
| The words and sentiments | |
| And I' m still standing inbetween | |
| But my innermost thoughts remain unseen | |
| So I question a new prospect and I' ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I' m waiting waiting for the day to end | |
| So I question a new prospect and I' ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I' m waiting waiting for the day to end | |
| And the storm was silent thunder | |
| Poison runs through my veins | |
| Don' t need another aching wonder | |
| I' m already almost slain | |
| Dismissing the consequences and oneway chances, ' cause it' s not good | |
| Some call it fate, some always say they feel misunderstood | |
| And I know I cry no tears, ' cause blood is pouring down from my eyes | |
| But you' ll never guess my thoughts, you can' t see through my disguise | |
| I don' t need more injuries to remind me of a former life | |
| You cannot stop me anymore, however much you strive | |
| So I question a new prospect and I' ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I' m waiting waiting for the day to end | |
| So I question a new prospect and I' ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I' m waiting waiting for the day to end |
| Waiting for the Day to end | |
| With the blade in my heart I' m stumbling | |
| I' m melting into the ground | |
| While the walls around are crumbling | |
| I don' t want to rest ' til I' m found | |
| Fighting against emptiness and confidence inside of me | |
| And a broken mirror shows me what I am supposed to see | |
| And I thought I' m crying tears, but blood is pouring down from my eyes | |
| But no matter how I feel I can' t respond to their lies | |
| I don' t need these souvenirs to remind me of the bygone time | |
| And however much I try to forget | |
| I can' t get rid of their grime | |
| I hold my breath | |
| I can' t get rid of their grime | |
| I hold my breath | |
| And the weights on my feet drag me | |
| Down to the bottom of the sea | |
| But it looks so peaceful here and I can' t speak to raise a plea | |
| Everything I tried to see and to find again and to undo my faults | |
| Was never worth the strain, there' s nothing left I could exault | |
| And I thought about dying safely, but as always there' s no guarantee | |
| Whatever they say I still deny and disagree | |
| The words and sentiments | |
| And I' m still standing inbetween | |
| But my innermost thoughts remain unseen | |
| So I question a new prospect and I' ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I' m waiting waiting for the day to end | |
| So I question a new prospect and I' ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I' m waiting waiting for the day to end | |
| And the storm was silent thunder | |
| Poison runs through my veins | |
| Don' t need another aching wonder | |
| I' m already almost slain | |
| Dismissing the consequences and oneway chances, ' cause it' s not good | |
| Some call it fate, some always say they feel misunderstood | |
| And I know I cry no tears, ' cause blood is pouring down from my eyes | |
| But you' ll never guess my thoughts, you can' t see through my disguise | |
| I don' t need more injuries to remind me of a former life | |
| You cannot stop me anymore, however much you strive | |
| So I question a new prospect and I' ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I' m waiting waiting for the day to end | |
| So I question a new prospect and I' ll leave it all this time | |
| With all doubts and dissent in my head | |
| I' m waiting waiting for the day to end |
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