Tekster: Soil. Scars. Why.

You gotta believe me
You cannot deceive me
You gotta be everything I ever wanted
Will you stand by me?
See what I see
Will you be every little thing to me?

Will you see my one life's so righteous
When I feel my true life's so worthless?

Why, why, why do I feel this way and why?

You could never ask of me
You cannot count on me
You couldn't ever once rely on me
Still you stand by me
Stand what's in me
Can you feel every little thing to me?

Will you see my one life's so righteous
When I feel my one life's so worthless?

Why, why, why do I feel this way and why?
Why, why can't I speak my mind and why?

Can you hear my words?
Can you feel me breathing?
Can you tell I'm dying?

Why? Everybody falls, gotta keep on climbing
Why do I feel this?
Why? Gotta be my life, gotta be the meaning
Why do I feel this?

Do you believe what they say
Or trust what you hear?
If it ever crosses what you know about me
Take a piece from in me
Guard it with pure greed
It's gotta be everything you ever wanted

Will you see my one life's so righteous
When I feel my one life's so worthless?

Why, why do I feel this way and why?
Why, why can't I speak my mind and why?
Why, why do I feel this way and why?