- cifra
The beasts of pride holding you down
Their knives are drawn stabbing at the pieces
I want you…
To feel what I do…
Now I can't help you they're choking off the air
And you can't breathe with their hands around your neck
I want you…
To feel what I do…
This hope that surrounds us…
Keeps us safe tonight!
I want you…
To feel what I do…
This hope that surrounds us…
Keeps us safe tonight!
Oh, oh, o-o-oh (x8)
(I want, you to feel!
To feel what I feel now!
I want, you to hope!
To hope what I hope now!)
