Give me something, oh God, I lost the meaning
And let me feel something I just pretended
To be the man everyone needs
And not who is behind to fear
Remove the words that I've heard before
From my father's temperate hands, my mother's addicted soul
Why can't you see, the man in the scene is not me
The curtains closed
And empty states conceived
Who takes hostage to every departing soul
The skies they go to have been sent through hearts
Remove those words, I've heard them before
And keep them all locked away from the world
From pen to paper, I noticed again
From my father's temperate hands, my mother's addicted soul
(From the pen to the paper I noticed)
(From pen to paper, I noticed it again)
From pen to paper, I noticed again
Remove those words, I've heard them before
And keep them all locked away from the world
From pen to paper, I noticed again
From my father's temperate hands, my mother's addicted soul