Tekster: Vicious Rumors. Something Burning. Concentration.

[Thorpe, Howe]

I can't breathe, I'm open wide
Start to lose my mind
Love is falling
Walls come crashing
Can't keep track of time
Now I'm pushed to the edge
I'll take on the edge
Concentration, set me free
So I can see again
Concentration, let me be
So I can breathe again
Yeah, I can see you beneath my soul
Yeah, I know you're still there
I can see you beneath my soul
Was I really there
Mastermind with an iron spine
Plant the seed again
Will we suffer - I think so
It's up to you my friends
Concentration, set me free
So I can see again
Concentration, let me be
So I can breathe again