And here again I see that crowded place
The one where they all stare and sit in line
I try to look away yes I try to look
But I am late
What did I think?
I try to understand
They hope to make me smile
But I'll never
You've finally made it here so now
Speak your mind
You live by your convictions
That bore me
Emerging from a dream where houses are green
Make your own story
I think I heard you scream behind the door
And it seems worse than I was told
I need to turn away and never mind your pain
So I will let you die again
I try to understand
I fear you might be sad and alone
Please just run to your right
You live by your convictions
That bore me
Emerging from a dream where houses are green
Make your own story
Let me feel everybody here
You live by your convictions
That bore me
Emerging from a dream where houses are green
Make your own story