How far can we get? Have you ever wondered?
Or does it always seem to be just the same
Just another way to ignore our shame
We fake and pretend, We play a game that makes us blind
Yet gives us reasons to stay
To keep the fight, to justify our addiction to this pain
Is everything we had dead?
For something has crumbled inside but we don't care
No other choice, let's run away from this reality
We don't want to face
Is that blood from our nose over the floor?
Or are those tears that come from our souls
Painful, hollow, broken and buried
Drowned in the well of dying dreams
Forever gone, drifting away
Melting the frozen emotions for a new day of despair
Here comes the dreadful need to do it again
We walk the white-colored lane
And the remains of our strength lay shattered
By the rush it makes us feel
It seems we can't stand still
There is some kind of empty space
That reminds us our hopeless bitterness
Is it all about what we lost?
Or what we never had
Our deepest yearnings are the voices that led us stray
Through the goddamn path