Testo di Jane Doe

No longer know just what you like Nor how to taste or feel Life erased with just one strike It's taken all that is real All of your yesterdays How were they stripped away? Your body's still intact my dear Your mind is laid to waste No familiar sounds to hear A stranger's found in every face All of your yesterdays How were they stripped away? Wishing for a helping hand Faces cold unfeeling stone Never knowing where you stand With no history alone All of your yesterdays...