outside looking in getting over my fears and under my skin tearing myself apart to feel whole again, outside looking in running, tired, tortured and torn outside looking
torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted words Proves to warn That he not busy being born Is busy dying. Temptation's page
Sometimes must have to stand naked Though the rules of the road have been lodged It's people's games, you got to dodge But it's alright, Ma, I can make
Your personality And though we never even met No talking needs to be done The hum of conversation will disolve you Into me {chorus x2} {chorus} Time Again Fate looks certain but there's
torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn Plays wasted words proves to warn That he not busy being born is busy dying Temptation's page flies
around this shade of gray this shade of gray "rain's falling, hours crawling" this shade of gray "rain's falling, hours crawling" there's a space beside us and there's
yuh plate, you know your life yuh a go hate Your value nah appreciate no matter how you hold the fate You end up crooked and a look it, it nuh pay fi
S NO WAY I SHOULD CARE CAN YOU SEE IT IN THE NIGHT CAN YOU FEEL THAT IT'S OUT THERE IT'S THE ARCING OF A LIFE AND IT'S HANGING IN THE AIR THOUGH I TRY
