| Since I was a kid I’ve had a black cloud follow me
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| I need to clear my head before the ground starts to swallow me
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| Killed your companions then complained about loneliness
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| Well, sometimes it happens this
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| Cuz de fois ca se passe comme ca
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| Try to concede, you want what I don’t need
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| You fled with summer’s speed, most likely to succeed
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| You never played the lead, but starred in many downplays
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| Malaise infects my airways, affrays echo for days
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| Accumulating slow like snowfall, forestall to walk and just crawl
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| Enthralled to the beck and call
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| You ride the rails, tied my body to the track
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| Watched the trains run me over, never ever looking back
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| Staring at you teary eyed
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| How could he never know
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| Always being pushed aside
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| How could he never see
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| Images of patricide
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| That’s how I always knew
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| Something is wrong with the way that I feel
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| With the way that I fee inside me
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| So don’t try
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| Friend you ain’t no friend to me
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| Defy
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| What you are I’ll never be
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| Outcry
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| Get the fuck away from me
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| Faux
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| I’m stronger now
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| Cuz des fois ca se passe comme ca
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| Nothing you say can heal these bruised I conceal
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| Appologies are like a virus and can’t change the way I feel
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| Should I reconcile so you can smile, rebuild our rapport
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| So you can bait the lure for yet another whore
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| Des fois ca se passe comme ca
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| Step-mother, steps away from being a mother
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| Already got one and I love her, why the fuck I need another
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| Or a father, who never bothered, why bother to exist
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| Watch the sun eclipse, I wipe your name from my lips
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| Longed to be your son, some things are never too broken to be
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| But you’re dead to me
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| I longed to be your son, some things are never too broken to be
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| But you’re dead, you’re dead
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| Don’t try
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| I’m stronger now |