What am I to do with my one wish when my heart is willing but my hands too weak I don’t want to face the fear I feel but in this land of false pretense can’t hide my choice to yield (choice to yield)
Today again I choose surrender (I’ll be here) and my willing heart grows weaker (in the dark) while my hands embrace the shame the only thing I’m always worthy of (forever more)
All this pressure drowns me easily so I’ll be overpowered and not to blame for this The scenes of pain I hide with a smile at night they come to play here with haunting tears of sorrow (of sorrow)
Again I cannot force myself I’ll be here forever cannot leave where I’m deprived of what would make me whole