الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
Equal parts fact and fiction beat me so senseless
into submission can't make the jump without suspicion
you rely on your fixation the edge of your solid ground is
closer than you think you better watch your step it looms
closer than you think losing touch with your true reality something
obvious that you will never see watch the words fail
effortlessly can't take back what it does to me forced
confrontation for whose benefit doesn't move me not even a
wit your just a poor child throwing another fit fan the flames of
what you lit.
