Time Is In My Hands

(álbum: Lonely Hearts' Boulevard - 2015)

We are the kids in the cradle of cold anxious nightmares
We are the kids who sell love for fake hope and broken dreams
Before the breakdown, you hear us singing our desperate hymns
But no one will remember our names
So I will stand up again

And I can say
Here I go on my own again
I'll stand up for me now
Sure I know time is in my hands
And I will keep it in mind
And I will rule my world this time
Now I clean down all my grime
Here I go on my own again

We are the kids in the cradle of cold anxious nightmares
We are the kids who sell love for fake hope and broken dreams
Before the breakdown, you hear us singing our desperate hymns
But no one will remember our names
So I will stand up again

And I can say
Here I go on my own again
I'll stand up for me now
Sure I know time is in my hands
And I will keep it in mind
And I will rule my world this time
Now I clean down all my grime
Here I go on my own again