作曲 : Randy Patrick Pasquarella

I brought my knife to a gun fight

Never sure of what the f**k is right

Always falling down

I’m losing my sight

I’m losing my sight

My demons are more than a memory

My demons are more than I can see

My body aches, my mind is weak

There’s a hole in my heart that can’t be filled

Can I survive the tide

Or will the storm take me away?

Hold on tight for this is more than a nightmare

It never shows and this affects me every bit

Will the storm take me away?

Infesting my soul each day

I’m waiting on a signal to turn my skies from grey

Release this pain

I knew this day would come

Just burn all my thoughts I ever had

Burn them to the ground

Because I’m tired of going mad

I knew this day would come

I’m going mad

My body aches, my mind is weak

There’s a hole in my heart that can’t be filled

Can I survive the tide

Or will the storm take me away?

Hold on tight for this is more than a nightmare

It never shows and this affects me every bit

Will the storm take me away?

Take me away?

In the end, everything is f**king put to rest

Happiness is a false reality

A vague reminder of how I used to be (I used to be)

A vague reminder of how I used to be

A vague reminder of how I used to be (I used to be)

A vague reminder of how I used to b