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Besedila: Hypocrisy. Catch 22. All Turns Black.


I've been searching for the peace in my mind
It's nowhere to be found
Can we start over ???
??? leaked under my skin
I see no point of living the life I lead
It hurts me too much
Can you feel what I feel?

It must go deep
My own soul is my enemy

It seems like everything I do just drags us down
It leaves an open scar that I know will never heal
Broken promises now run through my head
I can't see the future. It all turns black

What's the point of bein' here?
When this whole life is dragging me down?
Is this how we'll be?
I don't want to be part of it

It must go deep
My own soul is my enemy

It seems like everything I do just drags us down
It leaves an open scar that I know will never heal
Broken promises now run through my head
I can't see the future. It all turns black

There's another way
Can't live another day
Then you'll know just when
pressure's getting stronger
I can hear voices calling my name
I guess they are all in my head

It seems like everything I do just lets us down
It leaves an open scar that I know will never heal
Broken promises now run through my head
I can't see the future. It all turns black