Teksty: Paradise Lost. Host. Made The Same.

You might need some honest words to heal
You might need some honest words so ill say them

Oh, Lord knows why
'Cause I'm made of the same as you're made
If I struggle with ill fortune that's my way

You may have fortune enough to breathe
You may feel that that's enough so let's pray then

Oh, Lord knows why
'Cause I'm made of the same as you're made
If I choose to fear rejection that's my way

Do you think you'll live forever, a goal at any cost
You control your prize endeavor, a game in which you've lost
Live to breathe new life forever, blinded by the cause
If you think you'll live forever, the games already lost

It's so cold, many years to go
It's so cold, many years to go

'Cause I'm made of the same as you're made
If I struggle with ill fortune that's my way
'Cause I'm made of the same as you're made
If I choose to fear rejection that's my way
'Cause I'm made of the same as you're made