You can't look in these eye's Can't live out these lies Walk the walk, talk the talk
It doesn't leave my head staining my cells grey This all the thanks that I get from you Feed the fear, nothing's clear
You hear me, you You hear me, you
There's no rest for consequences of guilt Facing my own doubts about what is actually real I told myself that I would live again Lost all cause fought them all to the end All my aspirations fell to the bottom of hell The womb of mother earth is bleeding losing a son Can't deny, our decline
You hear me, you You hear me, you
Feed the fear, nothing's clear Walk the walk, talk the talk