Power struggle
And suburban hustle
Scared to the core
Of guns and all
Remaining the same
In this life insane
Safes and gold
But habits old
Scared and alone
Afraid of the dark
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Power struggle
And suburban hustle
Scared to the core
Of guns and all
Remaining the same
In this life insane
Safes and gold
But habits old
Scared and alone
Afraid of the dark
The sin within
The cry, the try
Nothing is the same
Nothing
Protesting once again
My voice will be heard today
Nothing is the same
What you`ve done will stay forever with you
What I`ve lost will be compensated by the Lord
Bottled up emotions
Emotional corrosion
You loved me like no other
I can`t stand this madness now
I can`t look at you the same
I know you want me still
And I can`t deal
With what you want
So just don`t
Come near me
Forget about me
Call me crazy
Whether or not you hear my thoughts
My pleas to you are screams in the abyss
My cries - tears of joy to you
How cruel you are
This is the bloody truth
This is not my life
You have stolen all
You will end this now
Because you can`t take
The nothing I have become
You can`t break what`s already broken
Waiting for my spirit to be set free
This vice is eating me alive
Leaving me helpless
Give me hope, my love, my everything
I can`t fight this alone
Nothing`s the same without you here
Critical minds in this situation critical
So fast to talk but it`s ridiculous
Nothing they know nothing they suppose
They want all they want now
But they don`t know what to do and how
So unclear their intentions for the outsiders
But once you get to know them more
You see how their ridiculous plans
Can turn into ash
And that they form just nothing more but
A mass of people with no opinion
Nobody understands the pain behind my eyes
Nobody can see what`s going on in my soul
Nobody sees the tears I am crying every day
Let my enemies burn in the fire of their demise
And don`t let nobody in my life with feelings foul
God, hear my plea
And let them know for how long I`ve been holding back
Power struggle And suburban hustle Scared to the core Of guns and all Remaining the same In this life insane Safes and gold But habits old ...