作词 : BLOUNT, JAMES HILLIER/CHAMBERS, GUY
How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that b.e my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.
I guess it's time I run far, far away;
find.fort in pain,
All pleasure's the same:
it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say,
but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words:
it's just tears and rain.
How I wish I could walk
through the doors of my mind;
（Hold memory close at hand）
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.
I guess it's time I run far, far away;
find.fort in pain,
All pleasure's the same:
it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say,
but I'm not here for trouble.
Far, far away; find.fort in pain.
All pleasure's the same:
it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words:
it's just tears and rain.
Tears and rain
Tears and rain
Far, far away; find.fort in pain.
All pleasure's the same:
it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words:
it's just tears and rain.