艺人:Novelists
专辑:Noir
Teach me to face what's lurking deep inside
I'm crashing down right before you.
I feel broken, I feel downed,
With my face against the ground
My heart is weighting me,
My icy soul is afire.
I'm running after bliss
'Cause I don't know what it tastes like,
But I'm not blaming anyone, no.
I'm way too much detached now,
Insensitive to your words,
And each time that I'm alone
My fucking conscience tells me:
"You're feeling sick of trying,
Of trying to bury the reason,
Of trying to heal the wounds in time.
You wanted to...
To learn to love this feeling
That's raging in your soul."
Teach me to face what lurks within my heart,
I'm crashing down right before you.
I'm always hiding behind this smile
The smile on my face,
So no one gotta ask me if everything okay.
Just read between the lines,
I'm wishing that you can see
My sky ain't bluer than yours.
I'm way to much detached now.
I think I'm too far gone,
'Cause each time I'm feeling lost,
My fucking conscience tells me:
"You're feeling sick of trying,
Of trying to bury the reason,
Of trying to heal the wounds in time.
You wanted to...
To learn to love this feeling
That's raging in your soul."
I'm feeling sick of trying
Of trying to bury the reason
I wanted too...
To learn to love this feeling that's raging in my soul
I've learned to love the thunder, until the sun comes back,
I've learned to love this rumble that haunts my mind,
It's never ever easy,
But I hold onto these lines.
I've learned to love this black cloud that haunts my nights.