Hold me inside
This asylum speaks of home that’s so far away
Through the window I see the tide
This asylum speaks of home thats still the same
Before the current there overcomes this certain faith that’s swept away
Replacing trust
Now it’s hardly in your grasp as the picture fades
It’s not too late to reach your hand to spare a drowning man
And even if you decide a place to hide
Your shadow stays always at your side
Tonight you’re harmless in the distance
Describing pain
Although this all seems small it’s really all
I'll ever know
Still I run
And nothing is there and no one is left to blame
I can’t help you now
You’re none of my concern
You only fueled the fire
Now regret inside you burns
Crawling under
Lost in a perfect sin
What's my addiction?
....to breathe
I will sleep and I will breath and I will scream
Because that's a part of me
Such a sweet suffocation
I'll bury my troubles in pillows
It will all soon fade away
As I rest my head and dream of a flawless life
And much better days
You were the victim lost in your innocence
What's your ambition?
....to breath
And I will sleep and I will breath and I will scream
Because that's a part of me
It's cold inside
What's it like to take a part of me?
To lead you wrong
To kill your dreams
To wake up and then just fall right back to sleep
It's not too late to reach your hand
to spare a drowning man
Lost in a river of blackened skies
And hopeless, saddened
Eager cries
It's not too late to reach your hand
To spare a drowning man





 
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