كلمات Kings

What the hell do you want from me Is it this you want to see That I will fleet from all that is inside of me Is it this what you want, man Is it this what want to be A childhood’s grave, that’s what I’ll be What do you want from me My faith in the hands of destiny You escape, I escape from what I’ll be I dream about the peace I which we together should have been And I laugh, a little lie for a bit more sympathy I will wear this burning shame And all I’ve done, another lie for a bit more sympathy Yes, I will wear this What the fuck do you want from me Is it this what I have been The child is dead in me And it’s grave is what I’ll be So what do I want now Is it this what I will be Can someone save me Can someone save me from me Can someone save me, save me from me Can I save you from me