الكلمات الأصلية
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Pain is the measure
By which i stand
How far can you push
A broken man
Anxiety fills these days
Without end
Time will tell
Time is a bitter friend
I've come to terms with honesty
To control the emotion
With devotion
To this plague of the mind
Try to hide...
I know
There's no time
No time to run and hide
I'll face
The storm
This rage i hold inside
Anger turns to seething
The pain of repression
I lie bleeding
Try to hold it all
Exploding before i fall
Before i fall.
I know
There's no time
No time to run and hide
I'll face
The storm
This rage i hold inside.
