كلمات Empty Times

I get up, I got nowhere to go I get out, I got no one to see Then I hide, never to be found Yes I hide, never to be found And I wait, for something to go wrong 'Cause the world, is never on my side So I crawl, back into my cage Where I'm safe, from all the troubled souls Everything you touch, seems to turn into dust Everything you do, comes back to haunt you And that's just how the story always goes And I walk, on this fragile land And I try, so hard to stay alive While the gods, passively admire My will, giving in to desire Everything you touch, seems to turn into dust Everything you do, comes back to haunt you And that's just how the story always goes Tolerate, the empty times Try to read, between the lines Tolerate, the empty times Try to read, between the lines Why does the caged bird sing?