The Outside
Where the hell did I go?
Got lost inside my head
Where fairytales exist
Where all my friends live
Can't seem to get it off my mind
Forever occupied
Have to face it
Always looking in from the outside
I'm fading right into myself
There's a warm hand
But it hits me until I'm nothing
Or maybe I'm something else
I'm crawling but at least I know
I'm an angel
With a broken halo
Covered in white
Always looking in from the outside
Just a girl
Nothing more and nothing less
I begin to believe it
Do I even exist?
Day turns to night as they bury me alive
All of my friends, in my mind, they say that I'm
Fading right into myself
There's a warm hand (Warm hand)
But it hits me until I'm nothing (Nothing)
Or maybe I'm something else
I'm crawling but at least I know
I'm an angel
With a broken halo
Covered in white
Always looking in from the outside
Can't seem to get if off my mind
Can't seem to get if off my mind
Have to face it, always looking in from the outside
It's lot like that
I'm waiting for a chance
To rise above the madness
To straighten out this mess
I'm fading right into myself
There's a warm hand (Warm hand)
But it hits me until I'm nothing (Nothing)
Or maybe I'm something else
I'm crawling but at least I know
I'm an angel
With a broken halo
Covered in white
Always looking in from the outside
Always looking in from the outside
Got lost inside my head
Where fairytales exist
Where all my friends live
Can't seem to get it off my mind
Forever occupied
Have to face it
Always looking in from the outside
I'm fading right into myself
There's a warm hand
But it hits me until I'm nothing
Or maybe I'm something else
I'm crawling but at least I know
I'm an angel
With a broken halo
Covered in white
Always looking in from the outside
Just a girl
Nothing more and nothing less
I begin to believe it
Do I even exist?
Day turns to night as they bury me alive
All of my friends, in my mind, they say that I'm
Fading right into myself
There's a warm hand (Warm hand)
But it hits me until I'm nothing (Nothing)
Or maybe I'm something else
I'm crawling but at least I know
I'm an angel
With a broken halo
Covered in white
Always looking in from the outside
Can't seem to get if off my mind
Can't seem to get if off my mind
Have to face it, always looking in from the outside
It's lot like that
I'm waiting for a chance
To rise above the madness
To straighten out this mess
I'm fading right into myself
There's a warm hand (Warm hand)
But it hits me until I'm nothing (Nothing)
Or maybe I'm something else
I'm crawling but at least I know
I'm an angel
With a broken halo
Covered in white
Always looking in from the outside
Always looking in from the outside
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Patterson
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