It?s a modest opinion that becomes the epitome of truth As it builds up egos in your mind They feast on your rejection, your frivolous observation Is
Is there a reason in the back of our minds That caused our hearts to reach divide I ask the question what?s in our minds I ask myself will we survive
Who?s gonna be in charge when you?re gone Who?s gonna dictate when I?m wrong I?m sure your silent authority still haunts my thoughts But once weighed
Превод: Falling Blind. Къде ми е мястото.
Превод: Falling Blind. Привлечени Sorrow.
Превод: Falling Blind. Мръсен.
Превод: Falling Blind. Има ли причина.
Превод: Falling Blind. Просто отвличане на вниманието.
Превод: Falling Blind. Членка на презрение.
Превод: Falling Blind. Модест Становище.
Превод: Falling Blind. Spoonfed морал.
We?re stuck in the crosshairs of our country?s dictators That is the reason we?re running away In this land of oppression we?re searching for answers
She?s a mere object of lust Just an excuse to lose focus As she weaves her web of senseless appeal How could I properly trust the voice of my conscience
what can you do when they feed you the truth We?re asking questions and what they give us Is more and more lies Looks like you?re falling in line Oh
If I had a whole heart that was pure That could not see the hatred Who would I be? If my life meant something, had a purpose a reasoning I know who Id
Staring at my reflection, seeing the wrongs I?ve done In the face of rejection I should learn to hold my tongue So I?ll toss this robe so clean into