Abattoir
Starting to think that you don't really know who you are
Temptation has gotten us this far
and so I wait in line for the abattoir
I've been here before, how many times more
will you hang me out to dry?
Why should I believe me you when you tell me that you care
I've forgotten how to dream
(not afraid to lose your mind)
I see blank figures in my sleep
(but what if I've lost my time for you?)
Starting to think that no one really knows what they want
or who to become
Stuck in disunity of personality
this tragedy of uncertainty
It's all we've got
Why should I believe me you when you tell me that you care
I've forgotten how to dream
(not afraid to lose your mind)
I see blank figures in my sleep
(but what if I've lost my time for you?)
Autor(es): Amelia Kidd, Haydn Park-Patterson