| If I could try to change my fate
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| Then maybe I will find my faith again
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| If I can try to change my fate
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| And fade and fade and fade away
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| I’ll think I’ll write a letter to the great unknown
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| And question the impossibilities untold
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| I’d make it so I’d never ever feel alone
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| Like you, I know this place don’t feel like a home
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| If I could try to change my fate
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| Then maybe I will find my faith again
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| If I can try to change my fate
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| And fade and fade and fade away
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| In the house of my devils, in my own little make-believe
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| Looking up to my own hell, I’m
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| Selling all of my memories to save myself in the end
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| And after all this time I’m coming clean
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| On everything that’s not meant to be
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| When I know I’ll never live
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| (Try, try, try) To entertain you
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| But in the end, you know I still believe you
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| (Try, try, try) Try to contain you
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| The bottom line, I can’t relate to myself
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| In the house of my devils, in my own little make-believe
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| Looking up to my own hell, I’m
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| Selling all of my memories to save myself
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| If I could try to change my fate
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| Then maybe I will find my faith again
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| If I can try to change my fate
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| And fade, and fade away
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| In the house of my devils
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| In my own little make-believe
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| Looking up to my own hell, I’m
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| Selling all of my memories to save myself
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| Devils, in my own little make-believe
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| Looking up to my own hell, I’m
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| Selling all of my memories to save myself in the end |