Woke up the other day, caught right
between me, myself and I,
took a look around and all I had was gone.
I´m getting sick
of all the words I speak,
the black watch ticks,
I am just about to bleed.
Woke up the other day, caught right
between blood, sweat and tears,
took a look around and all I felt was gone.
I´m getting sick
of all the words I speak,
the black watch ticks,
I am just about to cease.
They took the world right from my eyes,
I see.
And they will never ever give it back to me.
Woke up the other night,
caught right between life, death, right and wrong,
took a look around and saw what I´d become.
I´m getting sick
of all the words I speak,
the black watch ticks,
I´m just way too worn and weak.
They took the world right from my eyes,
I see,
and they will never ever give it back to me.
So here I go without the world again,
just trying not to forget my exit plan,
as I run to the end.
Go!
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