Turpentine

(альбом: Inside The Hollow - 2006)

Sometimes I feel like I don't belong anywhere
My days will go by and I'm all alone
It's over my head, I don't know what to do

You're fragile, in repair all of them say
But I don't know how to sew the wounds away
When will they fade?
It's out of my hands, can you hear me cry?

Don't you stare, I'm aware.
And you're not the one to say.
You're the same, built for shame
And I'm not that far away.

Far away...

Infinate, yet limited , you take my mind, so complex
I'll understand all in good time.
I'm poisoned again, it's like turpentine.

Don't you stare, I'm aware
And you're not the one to say
You're the same, built for shame
And I'm not that far away...
Away...

And I'm not that, and I'm not that, and I'm not that far away
No, I'm not that, and I'm not that, No, I'm not that far away...
Away...

Sometimes I feel like I don't belong anywhere...
And I'm not that far away.

Don't you stare, I'm aware... And you're not that far away...
Away...