| I convince myself- as I lie awake
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| It’s all in my head
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| And I fight to feel- but it hurts me to exist
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| Better find a better way
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| Spiritual insanity
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| Dust of angels came to me
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| I prayed that hope would find a way
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| Hide behind a hollow face
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| I fight to feel the empty space between
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| A BREATH AND A SCREAM
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| Etched in my mind- have I seen too much
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| But I cannot turn away
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| Is it out of reach- do I crash or do I burn
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| What do you want from me
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| Spiritual insanity
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| Dust of angels came to me
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| I prayed that hope would find a way
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| Hide behind a hollow face
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| I fight to feel the empty space between
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| Convince yourself that you’re alive
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| Deep desires magnified
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| It’s only hope that fades away
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| Maybe I’ll convince myself
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| Underneath you’re someone else
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| In the end I hope you’ll fade away
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| Sad conviction that you’re right
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| Til you see into your life
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| The shallow corner of a dream
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| Light the candle with the sun
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| Dark desire to become the space- between |