I've been too close to the well
I've been hanging over pain
I saw the faces of our faults
Whispering softly to our souls
Sometimes I can see the future
And there's a crack in the wall
We're part of some kinda addiction
Locked up in the chains of love
What parts of us are wrong illusions
Into what reflection
Can we hold on?
Rolling onto my own sins
Sighing on the neon stars
Cold cold kisses on the rocks
Warmthy hope to my guts
Sometimes I can see the future
And there's a crack in the wall
We're part of some kinda addiction
Locked up in the chains of love
What parts of us are wrong illusions
Into what reflection
Can we hold on?