maybe nothing else will ever be so clear
but maybe thats only my fear
and just for one day I wish I could disappear
and take me far from here
maybe I find nothing new
maybe ill end up just like you
theres no solution
give me truth to my conviction
is my own confusion
reality or fiction
am I out of my mind?
the constant pressure that keeps hanging over me
it makes me feel so empty
its more than anything that I could ever be
what else could you take from me
its getting harder to relate
dont want to make the same mistake
theres no solution
give me truth to my conviction
is my own confusion
reality or fiction
am I out of my mind?
it took me so long to find out
its right there in front of me
too close to see
whats thought was true
i see right through
whats killing you
theres no solution (i cant see)
give me truth to my conviction
is my own confusion (that I feel)
reality or fiction
am I out of my mind?
so maybe nothing else will be so clear
or maybe its my fear(am I out of my mind)
and just for one day I wish I could disappear
Спасибо Dima за помощь в исправлении этого текста.
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