Shiver के बोल

All my life, always was A serene sort A quiet and shy core Introspective walk lines Deprived, without light I stopped understand your words Disordered chaotic thoughts I can no listen your voice anymore I ceases to distinguish your face I do not even recognize myself In the outsides in dark and cold sites Always suburbs, away from city lights Spectrum of cowardice Tremor inside Fear is my ally I stopped understand your words Disordered chaotic thoughts I can no listen your voice anymore I ceases to distinguish your face I do not even recognize myself Quite and peace Fear is my being