- cifra
I've held these words
On the back of
My tongue
For far too long
Where do you turn
When your whole
World's gone
I get shot
To the bottom
Am i on my own
They'll try
To bash on me
Help me find
My way home
(home, home, home)
It's too late, i'm too late
It's clear you've given up
On me
You've given up all hope
Given up on what
We used to be
When i'm surrounded
My back against the wall
It's you
I know
You'll never be there
When i need a helping hand
All along you've said
The same words
I guess forever
Was just a lie
It's keeping me awake
The way you
Bend and break
You never hesitate
My mind's gone
Six feet under
(the ground)
When i'm surrounded
My back against the wall
It's you
I know
You'll never be there
When i need a helping hand
I just thought
You should know
I've reached
An all time low
My mind is barely breathing
'cause getting even's
All i've ever known
Tell me you're
Right there
I can't fight
Feeling's of hate
For somebody
Who didn't care
I watched her
Everywhere
When i'm surrounded
My back against the wall
It's you
I know
You'll never be there
When i need a helping hand
I just thought
You should know
I've reached
An all time low
My mind is barely breathing
'cause getting even's
All i've ever known
Whoa
