Letras:
Impressions

: A shroud of insecurity Surrounds me every move Actions reflect Upon the response they receive A sense of insecurity Prevents my instincts being followed

: Everybody sees me But its not that easy Standing in the lightfield Standing in the lightfield Waiting for some action Waiting for some action Why wont

: Oh, the razorblade, that's what I call love, I bet you'd pick it up and mess around with it If I put it down It gets extremely complicated. Anything

: Right, wrong, what to do? Someday it will come to you Hostile indians We named our summer camp for you I've got nothing to say I've got nothing to

: Say a prayer now Don't be scared now You don't want trouble We might get some We might get some It's troublesome But don't you worry You can help me

x3] You're no fun [x10] I guess everybody's week must have been pretty rough Cause everybody's drunk, loud and pissed off I know you hate to be impressed

: I think I know what you mean but watch what you say 'cause they'll be try to knock you down in some way Sometimes it feels like the world is falling

: They love you or they hate you But they will never let you be They thrill you or sedate you But they will never let you see In the evening sun In

: Once you were free and you stretched out your wings to the sky sky was the limit, cap on your creativity team against team could we even the score