| I have a soul of glass…
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| I have a soul of glass…
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| I have a soul of glass…
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| It feels like my head explodes
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| A long time of hesitation
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| Dead faint is still there, a deep depression
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| The hope is gone and nothing is won
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| I have a soul of glass…
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| I have a soul of glass…
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| I have a soul of glass…
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| It’s grief that no one knows, an unexpected, severe loss
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| Exactly that is gone that one I love, one more piece, another part is gone…
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| It’s out and over, it’s done, all hope is gone and nothins is won
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| I have a soul of glass…
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| I have a soul of glass…
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| I have a soul of glass…
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| It’s the edge of sanity, reservation of desire
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| The result of love is frustration
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| A never ending wish, your last inspiration
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| The fear that we will grow away, from us! |
| All rises from the past
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| The certainty of reality it hurts my soul at last…
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| It’s out and over, it’s done, all hope is gone and nothins is won
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| It hurts myself, my innerself, all rises from the past
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| The fear that we will grow away, from us! |
| All rises from the past
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| The certainty of reality it hurts my soul at last…
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| It hurts my soul at last, at last…
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| It hurts my soul at last |