You seem like an acrobat
Who lives for the rope.
Your rope is your fake world
You’ll lose by just one drop.
You think you are safe now.
And lord of your own.
But noone to catch you down.
And noone to fall.
Crossed, We Are Crossed
Our Lonely Steps Are Forced
We’re giving our lives a miss
When we’re down
To Rejection’s Knees
We ran out of honesty
Ran out of lives.
You crossed our emotions.
In a cross made of lies…
Escaping from self control.
You play hollow’s roles.
Take your corpse away…
And live with your ghost.
Crossed, We Are Crossed
Our Lonely Steps Are Forced
We’re giving our lives a miss
When we’re down
To Rejection’s Knees (x2)
We ran out of honesty.
And ran out of words.
I’m droping my own drops.
I’m moving my old roads…
The road is my home again…
No visions, No dreams.
And this tattered body…
Has swallowed my screams.
“One pen follows my hand,
and traces new times
I will remember you,
I won’t say goodbye…”
