Just too many thoughts in my head

I need a place to call my own

Just too many of those days hanging by the telephone

And as we said we will never die

And now I'm feeling the dying

Isn't it so that the truth really hurts

Maybe it's why we keep on lying

Again and again

Again and again

I wanna go back

I wanna go back there

I wanna go back

Wanna go back there now 70890,-218)

Trust each other as we trust ourselves

Another reason to dig up bones

Building up a palace of glass

I find myself throwing stones

Picking old wounds until they bleed

Is the main theme that we use

Shining bright in the same old shoes

There's no ignition without a fuse