26.05.2005, 23:28
Well, I know the words
but I can't really speak them
to you
and I hide all the pain
that I've gained with my wisdom
from you
and I'm eaten alive
by what I hold inside
I carry with me
it's not easy to hide
And I'm left here with nothing
nothing to live for
but you
it's not easy to hide all this damage inside
I'll carry it with me
Until I'm not alive
When you look in my face
Does it seem just as ugly
To you
I can't seem to erase
All the scars that I've lived with
From you
I'm so sick of this place
This taste in my mouth
'cause of you I canât figure
what I'm all about
...
(Staind mit Excess Baggage)
but I can't really speak them
to you
and I hide all the pain
that I've gained with my wisdom
from you
and I'm eaten alive
by what I hold inside
I carry with me
it's not easy to hide
And I'm left here with nothing
nothing to live for
but you
it's not easy to hide all this damage inside
I'll carry it with me
Until I'm not alive
When you look in my face
Does it seem just as ugly
To you
I can't seem to erase
All the scars that I've lived with
From you
I'm so sick of this place
This taste in my mouth
'cause of you I canât figure
what I'm all about
...
(Staind mit Excess Baggage)
give me a stage and I'll be your rock and roll queen,
your 20th century cover of a magazine,
Rolling Stone, here I come, watch out everyone,
I'm singing, I'm singing my song.