| We lay face down in pale solitude
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| To save face, we pulled our walls in front of you
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| To the same place where we danced in front of you
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| We fell from grace and watched the hope fall from your face
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| «This isn’t me,» I used to say
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| All the love was so gone
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| It feels good to be alive
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| I’ve been dead for so long
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| And all those broken promises I can’t face
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| Afraid if someone notices, I lose my place
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| Fractured, broken, paralyzed
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| I need some space, tear me open, analyze
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| «This isn’t me,» I used to say
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| All the love was so gone
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| It feels good to be alive
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| I’ve been dead for so long
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| Wake up screaming, I’m awake and dreaming
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| And I won’t stop breathing until my heart stops beating
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| «This isn’t me,» I used to say
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| All the love was so gone
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| All the love was so gone
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| It feels good to be alive
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| I’ve been dead for so long |