Then why are you here?
You black out when you talk too much
To keep touch with what once was
Your conscience (Is too calm)
I'm not here (To be loved)
The blindfold is untied
Now I don't want to be anyone
Now I don't want to be anyone
Anymore
Anyone
Anymore
Then why are you here?
You black out when you talk too much
To keep touch with what once was
