| Every solitary need comes from a chasm | |
| And a tunnels running deep beneath these holes | |
| All you insecurities like and breed inside them | |
| It's their fascinating greed that | |
| Makes you feel | |
| Alone | |
| And in the end theres no one left to fault | |
| How it began has left no clues at all | |
| On the road to reparation there is much to loose | |
| You've embraced it become complacent now the fear is you | |
| And you trie to replace them but | |
| And you tried to erase them but | |
| And you tried to evade them but | |
| And you tried to delay them but | |
| No no no end end |
| Every solitary need comes from a chasm | |
| And a tunnels running deep beneath these holes | |
| All you insecurities like and breed inside them | |
| It' s their fascinating greed that | |
| Makes you feel | |
| Alone | |
| And in the end theres no one left to fault | |
| How it began has left no clues at all | |
| On the road to reparation there is much to loose | |
| You' ve embraced it become complacent now the fear is you | |
| And you trie to replace them but | |
| And you tried to erase them but | |
| And you tried to evade them but | |
| And you tried to delay them but | |
| No no no end end |
| Every solitary need comes from a chasm | |
| And a tunnels running deep beneath these holes | |
| All you insecurities like and breed inside them | |
| It' s their fascinating greed that | |
| Makes you feel | |
| Alone | |
| And in the end theres no one left to fault | |
| How it began has left no clues at all | |
| On the road to reparation there is much to loose | |
| You' ve embraced it become complacent now the fear is you | |
| And you trie to replace them but | |
| And you tried to erase them but | |
| And you tried to evade them but | |
| And you tried to delay them but | |
| No no no end end |