(These words, these wordsThey are the only ones that I come back toAnd with these handsWell move the world just to find you)Heres to a life of a broken fame (caught in the motions)Youve been letting the world decide your fateA weak man, in a strongholdConsumed in all the things he needsBut its never enoughIts never enough it seemsSome may call it the high lifeBut you took the easy way outYou had your moment to shineBut now its wastedYouve done nothing but waste itWeve gotta find a way to show you howTo pull these words from the pagesTo make this world your ownThese words, these wordsThey are the only ones that I come back toAnd with these handsWell move the world just to find youYou cannot find a wayWhen all you do is aim to accumulateReaching out for everything but the answersWe have gone astrayHere you are againStruggling to stand on your own two feetWhy is this happening?Your ambitions have made you blindJust open upIts not too lateWe are the authors of our own demiseFeeding greed will only leave us dead insideI stood my ground and I pushed you outBut I still couldnt findWhat made me wholeWhat broke the moldAnd without youIll never knowWithout you Ill never knowIll never knowIll never knowWithout you Ill never knowThese words, these wordsThey are the only ones that I come back toAnd with these handsWell move the world just to find youThese words, these words (just to find you)These words, these words (just to find you)And with these handsWell move the world just to find you
Posted on: Mon, 19 Jan 2015 04:51:37 +0000