Check your weapons at the door You don't live here anymore But a heart can not repent If it doesn't know it's bent It's like it's beating itself to death
There you are, still as stone Stretching skin on the bone Well they say I've lost my will But I'm just standing still In a world that swallows cowards for the crime of killing time
I'm checking out the scenery From as high as I can be Come, let faith be your garden Always changing, always still... Still breathing
And there you are in my mind Will from living underground Divided and divided until Noone can be found Nothing left to break down
I'm checking out the scenery From as high as I can be Come, let faith be your garden Always changing, always still... Still breathing
I'm checking out the scenery From as high as I can be Come, let faith be your garden Always changing, always still... Still breathing Come, let faith be your garden Always changing, always still... Still breathing
Check your weapons at the door You don't live here anymore Well they say I've lost my will But I'm just standing still In a world that swallows cowards for the crime of killing time
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