From the Outside
As the days pass and replaced by memories
What do you see
How could this be, that I feel, that I feel nothing
For what's made you the man that you see
What do you think, when you, when you look at me
Do the pictures make you believe?
From the outside, stand and judge like enemies
Opened eyes, see reality
Trying all the while, to knock me down, this tragedy
And the days turn to memories
I can't believe, how shallow and how dismissive
When I look, I know, I see me
No longer see what makes me, what makes me different
When the difference is all that we see
From the outside, stand and judge like enemies
Opened eyes, see reality
Trying all the while, to knock me down, this tragedy
And the days turn to memories
How could, how could this be, that I feel nothing
How could, how could this be, that I feel nothing
I'm nothing, wasting, but now I realize I can release this
The truth is, the truth is, when I let go, I no longer face this
From the outside, stand and judge like enemies
Opened eyes, see reality
Trying all the while, to knock me down, this tragedy
And the days turn to memories
Writer/s: All That Remains / Philip Labonte
