كلمات The Gestation Process

From your hands pulling at these strings My life is left to an empty frame Cast me aside at an arms length Reach out to me lick my wounds Leave me again with fresh scars The end is loving bitterness Is growing into a loveless cancer Beaten and drained as our dream has been sucked away In the end desperation makes an addict out of us All the end is loving bitterness Is growing in to a loveless cancer My presence is weak I am the cure you never wanted please Leave me alone just let me be I'm dried of worth and not needed Because your desperate the past is the savior That's how you keep striving If you think of the present There's not much to offer There's an anecdote that you get your hands on Just let me be Just let me be