Does it seem all hope in us is, dying?
Have you given up on love this time?
Seldom receive the truth as they are, lying.
Searching for facts they try to hide.
Give me a sign. Don't leave me alone. Look into these eyes.
I promise to move slow. Behind your disguise is a place called home.
Behind your disguise.
Selfish insecurities are, complicated.
Confused about myself inside.
Seems all I've achieved in life is, wasted.
But for this I'll sacrifice my pride.