Из альбома: The Beginning. The Middle. The End.
So this is it
make me paralyzed
The mountains curling right
Before my eyes
My feet are num
My body weak
Now
You've created
Enough catastrophe
And you hated for me
To even be
And now you've got me
Running inside my head
I know I should leave
Before it goes dead
My feet are num
My body weak
Now