You’re so deep in the trivial round You’ve left the greatest young years dream so far behind And all the turns that have been made led you right where you are Have you ever dared to ask yourself why? Oh, you just had to Like everybody had to
All these broken lives Rush through the days with the cryin’ souls in the night All these lost minds Are lookin’ for the truth deep down in the lies Being on the wrong side
We say so many words that hurt and this pain we carry on And do too much dirt that is hard to turn into gold Could you try to recognize all the misconceptions in your life? Would you give just another chance when the first has fallen and shattered apart? Yes, we all make mistakes But we must learn to repair without throwing away
All these broken lives Rush through the days with the cryin’ souls in the night All these lost minds Are lookin’ for the truth deep down in the lies Being on the wrong side Being on the wrong side Being on the wrong side Being on the wrong side Chorus:
We say so many words that are hurtful, and this well hidden pain for no reason we wear And do too much dirt that is hard to repair It’s hard to repair; hard to repair It’s hard to repair; hard to repair