onsdag 14 april 2010

They looked like strong hands

This isn't who I am.
From confidence to self doubt,
In 60 seconds.
Storming stages and stereos,
From here to there.
Trying to prove that I belong.
Trying to win approval, from people that I don't know.

And I look so strong,
When the weight of all the world,
Don't take it's toll.
And I'd choose my side if I believed in what was right,
But I'm all wrong.

I'm not larger than life.
I'm not taller than trees.
Do I mean what I say?
Is it just this disease?
Will I never go home?
Never telling the truth how this life eats away,
Or admitting I'm fake.
And I'm questioning if this whole thing was worth it;
To die poor and all alone.

And I look so strong,
When the weight of all the world,
Don't take its toll.
And I'd choose my side if I believed in what was right,
But I'm all wrong.

Just don't tell me,
This doesn't mean the world,
'Cause my ears would bleed;
My heart would hit the floor.

And I look so strong,
When the weight of all the world,
Don't take its toll.
And I'd choose my side if I believed in what was right,
But I'm all wrong.

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