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Falling

Stained, looking at my hands
I talk with these lines
It's not the answer
I'm crying and I now I know
Looking the sky
I search for an answer
So free, free to be
I'm not another liar
I just want to be myself,myself

And now the beat inside of me
Is a sort of a cold breeze and I've
Never any feeling inside
Around me
I Bring my body
Carry it into another world
I know I live but like a stone I'm falling down

Damned, looking into the sky
I can feel this rain
Right now it's falling on me
Fly, I just want to fly
Life is all mine
Some days I cry alone,
But I know I'm not the only one
I see that another day is gone
I don't want to die
Please be here when I arrive, don't die please...

Lacuna Coil