Idézet
I keep waiting in the dark for someone to come and save me and I've been holding on to something I could never change.
We all search for higher ground when the world comes crashing down, but I know nobody will come in to the dark and save me.
With iron claws and casted hearts.
I feel my fear just fall apart.
I'm melted down to clear my past and then I'm forged from fires so that I may ask:
Who will you follow when the world fades to grey?
Where can I turn when the world gives up on me?
We all search for higher ground when the world comes crashing down, but I know nobody will come in to the dark and save me.
With iron claws and casted hearts.
I feel my fear just fall apart.
I'm melted down to clear my past and then I'm forged from fires so that I may ask:
Who will you follow when the world fades to grey?
Where can I turn when the world gives up on me?