Script

This feels like a script…

Get me out, just want something real…

Even if it’s just conflict…

Just let me feel…

(T.S you sure this is the way?)

Hmm… this don’t feel like life, it’s a scene, it’s a lie,

Ooh-ooh, caught in lines I didn’t write…

I’d rather hurt than stay blind…

Ooh-ooh, just let it break, let it burn, let me cry…

Hmm… at least I’ll know I’m alive.

Ooh-ooh, (yeah — at least then I’ll know I’m alive…)

Struck with a feeling, hard to bear,

Slowly fading out and I don’t even care.

Gonna disappear… face my fear,

Made to be alone — my past made that clear.

(Hmmmm…)

“It is what it is”

Can’t change what had happened nor what will happen

Must forget and put down the pen

Reliving the past helps no one

But just like that I’m done

(Hmmm)

Hmm… this don’t feel like life, it’s a scene, it’s a lie,

Ooh-ooh, caught in lines I didn’t write…

I’d rather hurt than stay blind…

Ooh-ooh, just let it break, let it burn, let me cry…

Hmm… at least I’ll know I’m alive.

Ooh-ooh, (yeah — at least then I’ll know I’m alive…)

So fade me out, let the credits roll…

(Hmmm…)

One last breath before I let it go.

Ooh-ooh… was I real or just a role?

Lights dim low…

But at least I felt my soul.

(Hmmm… yeah…)

At least I felt my soul.