Testo
Can you imagine a world
Of bliss and only perfection?
Only come to find out, it's broken and torn
It's all gone, my humble abode
I'm dissatisfied
(With everything and everyone)
I can't breathe
With your hands around my throat
Give me some meaning to this
So I can find true bliss
Pick up the pieces, put them together
Will my life ever get any better
(Will my life ever get any better?)
And now I'm on my own
It kills me to the bone
This is all I know
Cursed inside this hollow home
All I wanted was serenity
You took it away, and now I'm empty
I can't breathe
The grip is tight around my throat
I'm looking towards the sky
Asking for some hope
Pull me under
Dragging my feet until I can't feel solid ground
This is torture, this is life
This can't be real
But I have to survive
Pick up the pieces, put them together
Will my life ever get any better?
Pick up the pieces
Pick them up
And now I'm on my own
It kills me to the bone
This is all I know
Cursed inside this hollow home
Cursed in this hollow home