Anders Fridén - Stigmata lyrics

I made one step back and reached out my hand To touch my picture in the mirror I'm sticking in an armour of fear Observing my image from the outside I can't believe what's left of myself I can't believe what's left of myself I always tried my best and I never justified I tried so hard but in the end it doesn't even matter Nobody's out there, no one to hold my hand No one to hold my hand I can't believe what's left of myself I can't believe what's left of myself My time is up My time is up My time is up My time is up I feel like I'm gone as long before my time is up I feel like I'm gone as long before my time is up My time is up I made one step back and reached out my hand To touch my picture in the mirror I'm sticking in an armour of fear Observing my image from the outside I can't believe what's left of myself I can't believe what's left of myself I feel like I'm gone as long before my time is up I feel like I'm gone as long before my time is up