25 acessos
I
Would like a word with you
(Kind and justified)
I
Haven't seen the life in you
(Forgive me what I try)
Time
Hasn't done the best for you
(Open wide are my)
Eyes
To try defining you
I am justified
I am a warrior
Not the victim of your pain
I speak for the curious
Infected by your ways
And we stand
I stand before you at
The front of my own grave
Let's be true
I'm not the warrior
For you
I try
To believe in blind but true
(Paralyzing my)
Mind
And consequently you
(Suffocated by)
Lies
And acts of pain to prove
(That I am justified)
By
What I expect from you
While I am still alive
I am a warrior
Not the victim of your pain
I speak for the curious
Infected by your ways
And we stand
I stand before you at
The front of my own grave
Let's be true
I'm not the warrior
For you
Am I suppose to change
Am I the only one
Who feels this way
You look at peace again
Afraid is the end in love
With emptyness
I am a warrior
Not the victim of your pain
I speak for the curious
Infected by your ways
And we stand
I stand before you at
The front of my own grave
Let's be true
I'm not the warrior
For you
And I am the warrior
I
Would like a word with you