| It must seem | |
| Permanent | |
| It must seem | |
| Important | |
| It must take | |
| All your control | |
| Not to get | |
| Obsessive | |
| Just as pain becomes discomfort | |
| Over time | |
| What the human soul can tolerate | |
| Is no surprise | |
| Im rooted to my path | |
| And Im blinded on the sides | |
| Why is it I feel so? | |
| I have everything I want | |
| The stuff of all my dreams | |
| Why is it I need so? | |
| In the same way pain can become humor | |
| Over time | |
| The scars that time will wash away | |
| Are no surprise | |
| Im rooted to my path | |
| And Im blinded on the sides | |
| Why is it I feel so? | |
| I have everything I want | |
| The stuff of all my dreams | |
| Why is it I need so? | |
| I know youre inside | |
| Because I can feel your life | |
| Why is it I bleed so? | |
| And you thought that these times | |
| Were just ordinary |
| It must seem | |
| Permanent | |
| It must seem | |
| Important | |
| It must take | |
| All your control | |
| Not to get | |
| Obsessive | |
| Just as pain becomes discomfort | |
| Over time | |
| What the human soul can tolerate | |
| Is no surprise | |
| I m rooted to my path | |
| And I m blinded on the sides | |
| Why is it I feel so? | |
| I have everything I want | |
| The stuff of all my dreams | |
| Why is it I need so? | |
| In the same way pain can become humor | |
| Over time | |
| The scars that time will wash away | |
| Are no surprise | |
| I m rooted to my path | |
| And I m blinded on the sides | |
| Why is it I feel so? | |
| I have everything I want | |
| The stuff of all my dreams | |
| Why is it I need so? | |
| I know you re inside | |
| Because I can feel your life | |
| Why is it I bleed so? | |
| And you thought that these times | |
| Were just ordinary |
| It must seem | |
| Permanent | |
| It must seem | |
| Important | |
| It must take | |
| All your control | |
| Not to get | |
| Obsessive | |
| Just as pain becomes discomfort | |
| Over time | |
| What the human soul can tolerate | |
| Is no surprise | |
| I m rooted to my path | |
| And I m blinded on the sides | |
| Why is it I feel so? | |
| I have everything I want | |
| The stuff of all my dreams | |
| Why is it I need so? | |
| In the same way pain can become humor | |
| Over time | |
| The scars that time will wash away | |
| Are no surprise | |
| I m rooted to my path | |
| And I m blinded on the sides | |
| Why is it I feel so? | |
| I have everything I want | |
| The stuff of all my dreams | |
| Why is it I need so? | |
| I know you re inside | |
| Because I can feel your life | |
| Why is it I bleed so? | |
| And you thought that these times | |
| Were just ordinary |