| Slowly
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| Let me take you down my life
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| To make you learn about the facts, there’s not so many, you won’t fall
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| And if you do I’ll pick you up
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| If all the world could see me for who I am, there would be no more panic
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| If all the world could forgive and just forget, I wouldn’t mind to carry on
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| But you put me down, just down
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| You hate me
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| You dislike all that I am
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| You pull my arms, you stretch my legs, about to break, i can not take this any
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| more
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| Quiet
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| Been kept shut way for many years
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| Depressive thoughts are kept inside
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| And my old pal the inner fear is living better than ever
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| A life well spent would have no clue, but I can feel my every cell
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| There’s someone out there telling tales, about my private hell |