Part 1: Memories
"So welcome to my freakshow
You are in my head
It's empty when I sleep
And i'm dying in my bed..."
You are in my head
It's empty when I sleep
And i'm dying in my bed..."
Memories start to fade, only a gray thought of something
All the scars remind me I was somewhere
I washed myself with pain a long time ago
So deep that nothing can reach me
Who ever is sentenced to love will bow down as a servant of sorrow
All the scars remind me I was somewhere
I washed myself with pain a long time ago
So deep that nothing can reach me
Who ever is sentenced to love will bow down as a servant of sorrow
Part 2: Obsession
The first time I saw you I couldn't believe
How you looked and how you played your part
You looked like an angel and I, just a stranger,
Was hooked by the second we talked
How you looked and how you played your part
You looked like an angel and I, just a stranger,
Was hooked by the second we talked
Almost tears in my eyes I just stared at your smile
How you lifted my spirit up high...
How you lifted my spirit up high...
Obsessed by you, your looks, well, anyway "I would any day die for you"
I fear the way you know me, love can leave a stain...
You steal my only hope and make me stay awake another night.
Thank you, my only one, you gave me this pain
Jar of love isn't dry until the last drop falls...
You steal my only hope and make me stay awake another night.
Thank you, my only one, you gave me this pain
Jar of love isn't dry until the last drop falls...
Over and over, over and over
I fall for you
Over and over, over and over
I try not to...
I fall for you
Over and over, over and over
I try not to...
Part 3: Shame
"I lost the last of my hope on that night
when the morning never came
Staring in the eye of all those ghosts of loss
And like the plague it crushed me
On the eve of a new moon"
when the morning never came
Staring in the eye of all those ghosts of loss
And like the plague it crushed me
On the eve of a new moon"
Searching memories of the days of light
It will kill me, even a touch of warmth
But I long for it more
Than the stone I've turned to
It will kill me, even a touch of warmth
But I long for it more
Than the stone I've turned to
One last perfect verse
It's still the same old song
Oh Christ, how I hate what I have become
It's still the same old song
Oh Christ, how I hate what I have become
It might kill me
I want it to be true...
I want it to be true...
Part 4: Apologize
I'm made of filth, of lies
No clean blood runs in me
I've turned to everything I hate
Black blood and dirt in a human shell
There was so much in me that I trusted
But so little I knew
No clean blood runs in me
I've turned to everything I hate
Black blood and dirt in a human shell
There was so much in me that I trusted
But so little I knew
The weakness I held was stronger than anything
And it turned me into arrows for the ones I truly loved
And it turned me into arrows for the ones I truly loved
"Can we trust you to stay around
With the people that you've betrayed"
With the people that you've betrayed"
I feel it everyday it's all the same
It brings me down but I'm the one to blame
I've tried everything to get away
It brings me down but I'm the one to blame
I've tried everything to get away
And I'm so sorry
I couldn't be the one to love you
The way that you deserve to be
I couldn't be the one to love you
The way that you deserve to be
Part 5: Broken
"No need for sympathies, what she got is what she deserved!"
At some point I was realizing that I am never going to be able to forgive myself
if I go on with my life like this
Selfishness, my way to escape the unhappiness
if I go on with my life like this
Selfishness, my way to escape the unhappiness
Would you hold me if I'm empty
Would you care if I was lost
Would you love me if I'm guilty
No matter what it cost
Would you care if I was lost
Would you love me if I'm guilty
No matter what it cost
Would you use your knife against me
Would you cut me just to see
If I would go to heaven
But that remains to see...
Would you cut me just to see
If I would go to heaven
But that remains to see...
Part 6: Hope
What ever tomorrow wants from me
at least i'm here at least i'm free
free to choose to see the sign
at least i'm here at least i'm free
free to choose to see the sign
Maybe in another life
I don't belong here at this time
Maybe after I have died
My soul keeps you my friend warm at night
I don't belong here at this time
Maybe after I have died
My soul keeps you my friend warm at night
What does tomorrow want with me
what does it matter what i see
if we all walk behind the blind
tell me where do we draw the line...
what does it matter what i see
if we all walk behind the blind
tell me where do we draw the line...