there's nowhere to runi have no place to gosurrender my heart, body and soul
how can it be you're asking me to feelall the things you never show...--------------------------------------------------this is the last of illusionsthis is the final trace of innocenceif i'm caught in the middlei hope it would be the end--------------------------------------------------too many timesyou have been high
too many times
you ran away, in need to crytoo many times
your body lies awaketoo many timesthese pills you taketoo many times
you've woken up depressedtoo many timesyou put your life to the testtoo many times
you have taken this triptoo many times
you have slippedtoo many times
your body can't taketoo many timesyou made a mistaketoo many timesyou haven't realizetoo many timesyour mind has become paralysed--------------------------------------------------