| I woke up next to her
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| Felt a warm rush go through my body
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| Gasping for air
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| With her heart out of chest in my hands, all bloody
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| She said thanks for taking me to a place i’ve never been
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| Where i feel oh so comfortable
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| It’s that when i’m feeling numb
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| I forget the place i’m from
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| Misguided misfortune, seeking pay in attention
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| You’re so comfortable
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| You’re so comfortable
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| We all know that oh, you’ve got nothing to say
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| And all you do is talk
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| Tell me the last time you loved anything
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| Can you love anything?
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| Is there someone out there to take me away
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| I can’t keep living what you want me to be
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| Well who am i
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| Who am i today?
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| This is who i am
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| What gets my heart beating
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| After all — you’re just a feeling
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| And i swear one of these days
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| Yea, that i’ll just run away
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| And go oh so far from here
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| I’ll run imaginary lines, on my imaginative climb
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| Undivided pretension, lost in loving intention
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| You’re so comfortable
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| You’re so comfortable
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| Just not lovable
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| Are you trying to save the world
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| Empty voices
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| Worn out sources
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| Be more silent |