كلمات Shoulders

The rest is an illusion Caught up in what you see Starin' back, blank face Not soakin' up the scene Fear of the unknowing Are just emotion, it seems You can't handle pressure To any particular degree But am I stranger? Could you stare through me? One eye on ya, tenderly Shoulders and spine Hunched forward, symptoms of a coward's mind Search oneself, define You should never compromise the original thing you had in mind Half of the time, I have no reason to try And find a compromise for the tears you cry To front for the fears you hide It's unbearable seeing a fear you hold Closer to yourself than I will ever be Than I will ever seem But am I stranger? Could you stare through me? One eye on ya, tenderly Half of the time, I have no reason to try And find a compromise for the tears you cry To front for the fears you hide It's unbearable seeing a fear you hold Closer to yourself than I will ever be Than I will ever seem But am I stranger? Could you stare through me? One eye on ya, tenderly