In the same place
The silences last eternally
Little dirt and this skeleton heart
I try to decipher
What they all asked
And they never found
Little does the, you want to fill
Little is the stop waiting
Little does the, you want to fill
Little is to look back
I see what I have
I am seeking more than that
Where I'll be in reality?
And I go into disenchantment
Crying for the saints
I miss waking in reality
Time slow lack of memories
I think back
I live what I've accomplished
All have, the less I want
And if it hurts me
It is better to live in vain
Victims of heaven
I blame between the bones
Make me the silent treatment
I am able to see
And mingling with the sun
Little does the, you want to fill
Little is the stop waiting
Little does the, you want to fill
Little is to look back
I see what I have
I am seeking more than that
Where I'll be in reality?
And I go into disenchantment
Crying for the saints
I miss waking in reality
I see what I have
I am seeking more than that
Where I'll be in reality?
And I go into disenchantment
Crying for the saints
I miss waking in reality
