كلمات Charade

I'm feeling something in my bones What's buried here is dead and gone Was taking over my whole soul Unspoken desires Not thinking things ahead, the hatred that I spread The poison in my veins was my own ball and chain I went under, pulled me under, way under From here on I'll wear my heart on my sleeve even alone Because the man that stands before me is not an enemy I walk on down the street, there's nothing there for me So I head on home No more of this charade that's kept me so irate I fight it I walk on down the street, then I head on home There's nothing there for me, I despise it No more of this charade that's kept me so irate