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Will evaluate the price of me and you
The distance between the purest desire and illusion
Illusion will understimate the weight
Of our own fear of failure
As usual we'll fake
We'll pretend to feel what we need to feel
What we still miss
What we still miss is to build our tomorrow with spontaneity
Is to live our own age with no bond killing freedom
While my opinion changes time after time
With you I feel this gap
I breath this life
What I've always wanted was to heal your fears and
Build a shell for us to keep what this world denies
You set your livin' on a line I can't decide to bear, to face
You've gone too far
Will I still pretend to feel what I need to feel?
Fill the void devouring me
As my hands could stop the waves
In this time of damned sleepwalking my disease is
To walk this line unblinded
Now that everybody's habit to fake, fake
Reminds me of my course
What I've always wanted was to heal your fears and
Build a shell for us to keep what this world denies
You set your livin' on a line I can't decide to BEAR, to face
You've gone too far
Will I still pretend to feel what I need to feel?
Crawling habit
Dividing us right in two
Two sides of the same failure
Creeping silence
Pervading our senses to
Erode the roots of ours
Your self esteem, your pride I used to admire
Those times like steps I've climbed
That dirt addiction, this demeaning embrace
This lust for a brand new face

The one of mine keeps on working quite well
For now I feel there's nothing more to take
There's nothing more to take
Nothing more to take here
Nothing more to be taken by
Nothing more to take here
Nothing more to be taken by