You and me We have no faces Soon our lives they'll be erased Do you think they will remember? Or will we just be replaced Oh I wish that I could see How I wish that I could fly All the things that hang above me To a place where I can cry
So why can it be? No one hears me call Echoes back at me No one's there To all these meaningless feelings I can't deal with in my life To all these greedy people Trying to feed on what is mine You got to feel your hunger And stop fucking with my mind I know it's time to leave these places far behind
You and me We have no faces They don't see us anymore Without love as they had promised And no faith for what's in store Oh I wish that I could see How I wish that I could fly All the things that hang above me To a place where I can cry
So why can it be? No one hears me call Echoes back at me No one's there To all these meaningless feelings I can't deal with in my life To all these greedy people Trying to feed on what is mine You抳e got to feel your hunger And stop fucking with my mind I know it's time to leave these places far behind
Where are all these feelings hiding? Dancing in and out my mind Burning up all that I long for Feeding me till my decline Where are you? My soul is bleeding I am searching Am I blind? All alone and bound forever Trapped inside me all the time
To all these meaningless feelings I can't deal with in my life To all these greedy people Trying to feed on what is mine You've got to feel your hunger And stop fucking with my mind I know it's time to leave these places far behind
To all these meaningless feelings I can't deal with in my life To all these greedy people Trying to feed on what is mine You've got to feel your hunger And stop fucking with my mind I know it's time to leave these places far behind
Compositores: Brian Philip Welch (BMI), David Randall Silveria (BMI), James Christian Shaffer (BMI), Jonathan Howsman Davis (Jonathan Davis) (BMI), Reginald Arvizu (BMI)Editor: Willesden Music Inc (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #794310 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM