Who's to know if your soul will fade at all
The one you sold to fool the world
You lost your self-esteem along the way
Yeah

Good God you're coming up with reasons
Good God you're dragging it out
Good God it's the changing of the seasons
I feel so raped
So follow me down

 

I'm married to the music for better or for worse
You say that I'm privileged but your gift is my curse
I can't recall the last time someone asked me how I was
Last I checked, I was a fucking wreck
I called for help and no one showed up
So I sit in the dirt

Disseste que se tua voz tivesse força igual

À imensa dor que sentes
Teu grito acordaria
Não só a tua casa
Mas a vizinhança inteira

It's too bad, It's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad that we had no time to rewind