Crawling back into your hopeless world
I don’t mind, cause it’s all the same
And now we’re face backwards, with nothing to gain
Is there something made of nothing left for me?
I can’t hold the hand of who won’t let me breathe
Call my name through the trees and stain my pride
A world that’s made of nothing still lies to me
It’s all the same, to you it will feel good
But I’m at the end
I don’t mind, cause my switch is on
And I'm not the one who's feeling so used
Is there something made of nothing left for me?
I can’t hold the hand of whom won’t let me breathe
Call my name through the trees and stain my pride
A world that’s made from nothing still cries for me
So now you found the reason
So now you found the truth
Cold in bed you start weeping
Wake from dream and find it’s real
Crawling back into your hopeless world
I don’t mind, cause my switch is on
I am not the one who's feeling so used
Is there something made of nothing left for me?
I can’t hold the hand of who won’t let me breathe
Call my name through the trees and stain my pride
All that’s made of nothing still cries for me.
I don’t believe, it’s happened to me Crawling back into your hopeless world I don’t mind, cause it’s all the same And now we’re face backwards, with nothing to gain Is there something made of nothing left for me? I can’t hold the hand of who won’t let me breathe Call my name through the trees and stain my pride A world that’s made of nothing still lies to me It’s all the same, to you it will feel good But I’m at the end I don’t mind, cause my switch is on And I'm not the one who's feeling so used Is there something made of nothing left for me? I can’t hold the hand of whom won’t let me breathe Call my name through the trees and stain my pride A world that’s made from nothing still cries for me So now you found the reason So now you found the truth Cold in bed you start weeping Wake from dream and find it’s real Crawling back into your hopeless world I don’t mind, cause my switch is on I am not the one who's feeling so used Is there something made of nothing left for me? I can’t hold the hand of who won’t let me breathe Call my name through the trees and stain my pride All that’s made of nothing still cries for me. Explain Request ×
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