| [01:57.70] |
My strength is sapped |
| [02:03.72] |
And I'm closing my eyes |
| [02:13.25] |
Nothing to wrestle with |
| [02:15.76] |
But my old times |
| [02:21.03] |
I'm closing my eyes |
| [02:29.57] |
It's my place and |
| [02:36.85] |
Think I can make it on my own |
| [02:44.88] |
Nothing to wrestle with |
| [02:47.38] |
But my old times |
| [02:52.90] |
Think I can make it on my own |
| [03:01.18] |
It's too pained |
| [03:04.95] |
It's too strained |
| [03:08.23] |
It won't be dressed up |
| [03:16.26] |
Held me for being this way when I've given up |
| [03:48.00] |
You could comfort and frustrate me |
| [03:55.54] |
The holes were already there |
| [04:03.55] |
Always to wrestle with in my old mind |
| [04:11.33] |
I wanted to close my mind |
| [04:19.60] |
It's too pained |
| [04:23.37] |
It's too strained |
| [04:26.38] |
It won't be dressed up |
| [04:34.67] |
Held me for being this way when I've given up |
| [05:17.44] |
It's too pained |
| [05:21.20] |
It's too strained |
| [05:24.46] |
It won't be dressed up |
| [05:32.50] |
Held me for being this way when I've given up |
