Pretend to Be
Standing still
Feeding the cold
Binding meaning
To serve the soul
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
Drifting away
To a distant place
We'll mould the clay
And start a new day
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
I'm breaking apart the pieces today
I'm pushing, I'm pushing 'em so far away
I'm breaking apart the pieces today
I'm pushing, I'm pushing 'em so far away
All the thoughts are dead
Are you still alive?
All the thoughts are dead
Are you still alive?
I'll fill up the spaces
With what's left to feel
I'll bury the dead
And feed on what's to be
Follow the trail
To trace out the faith
Let the rivers fill
And wash away the hate
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
I'm breaking apart the pieces today
I'm pushing, I'm pushing 'em so far away
I'm breaking apart the pieces today
I'm pushing, I'm pushing 'em so far away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yeah
I'll fill up the spaces
With what's left to feel
I'll bury the dead
And feed on what's to be
I'll fill up the spaces
With what's left to feel
I'll bury the dead
And feed on what's to be
Feeding the cold
Binding meaning
To serve the soul
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
Drifting away
To a distant place
We'll mould the clay
And start a new day
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
I'm breaking apart the pieces today
I'm pushing, I'm pushing 'em so far away
I'm breaking apart the pieces today
I'm pushing, I'm pushing 'em so far away
All the thoughts are dead
Are you still alive?
All the thoughts are dead
Are you still alive?
I'll fill up the spaces
With what's left to feel
I'll bury the dead
And feed on what's to be
Follow the trail
To trace out the faith
Let the rivers fill
And wash away the hate
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
I'm breaking apart the pieces today
I'm pushing, I'm pushing 'em so far away
I'm breaking apart the pieces today
I'm pushing, I'm pushing 'em so far away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yeah
I'll fill up the spaces
With what's left to feel
I'll bury the dead
And feed on what's to be
I'll fill up the spaces
With what's left to feel
I'll bury the dead
And feed on what's to be
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Writer(s): Jehangir Aziz Hayat
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