Filled with rage
Communicating arguments
And you will face again
The rules
Of the show you wrote
And you will fade again
You're on the ground
Same old place to hide
Facing down
Isn't it perfect?
So play that image in your head
Until the light will
Guide you underneath the shadows of your pain
And run avoid the questions
Cry for your protection
And don't begin to hide behind your perfect alibi
And now you scream
You torture me with all your loneliness
And you will be afraid
Of the lies you told us all
And they will bury you
You're on the ground
Same old place to hide
Facing down
Isn't it perfect?
So play that image in your head
Until the light will
Guide you underneath the shadows of your pain
And run avoid the questions
Cry for your protection
And don't begin to hide behind your perfect alibi
Children of pain
You're brought up
As saints
So play that image in your head
Until the light will
Guide you underneath the shadows of your pain
And run avoid the questions
Cry for your protection
And don't begin to hide behind your perfect alibi