Making a face Like I didn’t really care about anything An unexpected rain soaks my heart Painting the darkness thick upon my face And sheltering the light in my eyes Without feeling the sensation that I had lived
Hey Will I eventually grow used to just about everything? Even the tears that flooded out until yesterday I deceived them And I hid them So my fragile self Wouldn’t be found out Just deceive yourself And long for something, like it’s nothing
What should I do about these doubts? I don’t even know anymore So it’s okay not to know Because there are risks I can feel my pounding heart The road I believed in
I didn’t hold up a soothing umbrella The headlights shone deep and dark through my heart That’s wrong, though Just angels or devils playing tricks on me, whispering coldly into my ears
The oppressive opera of my pounding heart The orchestra’s rain striking the asphalt The smell of being alive So strong you can’t breathe I smile as if to tie the world together
Hey Will I eventually grow used to just about everything? Even the tears that flooded out until yesterday I deceived them And I hid them So my fragile self Wouldn’t find out Just deceive yourself And long for something, like it’s nothing
Now I have no power at all But that’s not just an empty complaint Just hold me Just hold me! I don’t even care About my heart that’s about to crumble Right now, You don’t have to understand yet Just set your heart ablaze, like it’s nothing
What should I do about these doubts? I don’t even know anymore So it’s okay not to know Because there are risks I can feel my pounding heart Down the road I believed in Following a wavering compass