A pain that won’t walk away Pushed to the bound Remember how it used to be So diffuse here down
Scars and wounds around cover myself to stay You bet!
A crowd of four you stay Your sadness your misery Yours prays seems to fail New house in my head Old house in my head Old house? What a hell
I try to stay, but they drag me down Do not know why, I cannot stand They look like dead; they show up in my dreams There is sound of broken glass Wind and fire crawling down Can I feel this or not?
A crowd of four you stay Your sadness your misery Yours prays seems to fail New house in my head Old house in my head Old house? What a hell
My friends Are you in home?
Ghosts Are you my soul?
Are you real? Or just on my head
Death Got to find it
Ghosts Am I myself?
My friends Are you in home?
Ghosts Are you my soul?
Are you real? Or just on my head
They look like dead; they show up in my dreams There is sound of broken glass Wind and fire crawling down Can I feel this or not?
A crowd of four you stay Your sadness your misery Yours prays seems to fail New house in my head Old house in my head Old house? What a hell
