From beneath the bedroom floor It is hunting me Silence clicking off the door And it sucks me in Was I right to overstep the border that leads me to
Remember when you ran away And I got on my knees and begged You not to leave Because I'd go berserk? You left me anyhow and then The days got worse and
I wear my bomb near to my chest, is it ticking? Cold, hard, no time to rest, I feel it kicking I wear my bomb near to my chest, is it moving? Cold, hard
VERSE: #1 There's a place where all the people use to go To ease the pain and cure the suffering They try to hide their everyday prostitution they value
Here we go again. Respect was all that I have wanted, How could I ever disagree? All the times I was rejected, It never meant that much to me. But this
On behalf of those who know not better I try to understand This patience that has come to me Your silence it is welcome And the pain that comes within
