'll never see What hides inside this lonely man Who was born to live for eternity. I've been wearing a mask to hide All my feelings fighting inside.
you'll never see What hides inside this lonely man Who was born to live for eternity. I've been wearing a mask to hide All my feelings fighting inside
But the struggles of tomorrow Are the same ones as the past Wishing I could prophecy Or perhaps just fade away For brand new better day So until my dying
just don't want to die. R: Years fly by with every minute I am dead before I'm born. I try to get out of my tomb The struggle inside makes me torn.
tomb The struggle inside Makes me torn Years fly with every minute I'm dead I'm dead before I'm born I try to get out of my tomb The struggle inside
me as a hunted game I feel cold on the dewy field Where my mind found me I fear in the early morning light That death was banished by My reflection struggle
rhyme One rhyme, one rhyme, one rhyme, just one rhyme I, I don't give a fuck, I kill 'em with just one rhyme Woo, yeah, you wish that you could get with
last time In between black and white I disappear Circled around the stone until I landed here I'm done dying for the past I'm done dying for the past I'm done dying
5.Pleasure Is To Be Insane 6.Nothing Personal 7.Don't Pass Me By 8.I Have Seen 9.Out Of Bounds 10.Talking To Remind Me 11.In A Moment 12.Trapped Inside
one rhyme One rhyme... one rhyme... just one rhyme I don't give a fuck I kill em with just one rhyme Woo, hah, heh, yahah, you wish that you could get
live, and how you create, you are just a little torn corner of a photograph. and i know deep inside you, even more so than me, you are dying to see what
i'm already dead i just don't know it yet because you stole my heart a love i can't forget slowly dying when will i go i wish i was dead i feel so
struggles of tomorrow are the same ones as the past. Wishing I could prophecy, or perhaps just fade away for brand new better day so until my dying day
rhyme One rhyme... one rhyme... just one rhyme I don't give a fuck I kill em with just one rhyme Woo, hah, heh, yahah, you wish that you could get with
you live, and how you create, you are just a little torn corner of a photograph. and i know deep inside you, even more so than me, you are dying to see