Yes, I hold some keys of gold A cigarrette, a silver bullet Angels cry and devils lie The world is our stage Look inside and try and find The part of me that's whole I wish I knew what I go through Behind...
Take my hand across this land Escape this, all hell inside Create this man to make my stand And break this hardened shell inside
I see the man in me The lines along my face are drawn in I believe reflections bleed The sorrows of the souls Let me know the hurt that shows And wish it all away 'Cause now you'll see what is paining me Collide...
CHORUS
I see the walls around me fall around me And everything's alright I see the god amoung me fall amoung me And everything's beside I see the walls around you, tie and bound You drown cos you're so cold.. Cold.. Cold..
CHORUS So take my hand and cross this land And break this hardned shell in, Hardened shell in, Hardened shell inside...
Compositores: Ahrue Luster, Robert Conrad Flynn (ASCAP)Editores: Roadblock Music Division (ASCAP), Boudisque Music Publ Benelux (BUMA), Ariola Music Benelux Bv (BUMA)ECAD verificado obra #280004 em 13/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM