| When I have nothing left to feel
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| When I have nothing left to say
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| I’ll just let this slip away
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| I feel these engines power down
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| I feel this heart begin to bleed
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| As I turn this burning page
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| Please forgive me if I bleed
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| Please forgive me if I breathe
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| I have words I need to say
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| Oh so very much to say
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| And whose life do I lead?
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| And whose blood do I bleed?
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| Whose air do I breathe?
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| With whose skin now do I feel?
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| I’m supposed to walk away from here
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| I’m supposed to walk away from here
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| (Help me)
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| And whose life do I lead?
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| Whose blood do I bleed?
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| Whose air do I now breathe?
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| I’m convinced there’s nothing more
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| The day you died I lost my way
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| The day you died I lost my mind
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| What am I supposed to do?
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| Is there something more?
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| The engines power down
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| Like a soldier to his end I go
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| Because I’m convinced
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| That there is nothing more
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| And whose life do I lead
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| And whose air do I breathe?
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| With whose blood and whose skin do I feel?
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| What happens now?
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| Have I done something wrong?
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| Forgive my need to bleed right now
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| Please forgive my need to breathe
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| But I’ve so much to say
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| And it wouldn’t matter anyway
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| You’re not here to hear these words that I must say
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| And I’m convinced inside
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| That there is nothing more
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| Whose life do I lead?
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| Whose air do I breathe
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| Whose blood do I now bleed?
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| With whose skin now do I feel?
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| Nothing left to say
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| Nothing left to feel
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| Am I supposed to let this go now
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| Let darkness come and take you away
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| (If you’re frightened of dying, and you’re holding on
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| You’ll see the devils are tearing your life away
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| If you’ve made your peace, then the devils are really angels
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| Freeing you from the earth.) |