[ Featuring the UnDead ]
Softly and gently
Feeling past over
Pushing and pulling want to be over
Looking out upon this nothing left to chance
Nothing is left, except romance
The blood that is flowing is already drying
No escaping
Please no more lying
And you find it's so
And you break off your hand
Taking it back that which can't come again
I'm flying awake
The days they go by so quick
Leaving me sick, feeling alright
Contradictions, always the same things
Can't get loose to give up to myself
I can't win.
I am myself but who can that be?
Don't open that door to let myself
IN
And you find it's so
And you break off your hand
Taking it back that which can't come again
I'm flying awake.
You can't be yourself
When you want to be me
Contradictions are life's melodies
Bring what you can
Bring what you can
Bring what you can!
