Текст песни Things

Things As the rain keeps pouring down, everything's so sad and cold Learning to live with it all, learning to live with it all Sometimes it seemes like it all stands still Sometimes it feels like, my own will Awaiting it all to come, damaged as life upon Never will we be free, TORTURED! All the tears that we've shed, reflecting ourselves within Pale, white, by myself outburned.. The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than Than the shiver down our spines The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than Than the shiver down our spines All the tears that we've shed, reflecting our selves within Pale, white, by myself outburned.. As the rain keeps pouring down, everything's so sad and cold Learning to live with it all, learning to live with it all Sometimes it seemes like it all stands still Sometimes it feels like, my own will The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than Than the shiver down our spines The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than Than the shiver down our spines