The thought of never knowing, could kill me just the same
The solitary blossom, the mind is of a friend
What are you saying, you've got nothing to live for
You're tired and broken, you just can't free yourself
And all the words we've spoken, are buried in the sand
The ruptured and the broken, that taste of bitter glass
What are you saying, you've got nothing to live for
You're tired and broken, you just can't free yourself
What are you saying, it's just a part of rejection
Pulling you deeper, you just can't free yourself
Your voluntary loving, apologies have passed and come around again
The fragments of a reason, the taste of bitter glass
So what are you saying, you've got nothing to live for
You're tired and broken, you just can't free yourself
What are you saying, it's just a part of rejection
Pulling you deeper, you just can't free yourself
Artist: Pretty Maids
Artist: Airborne Toxic Event
Artist: Will Smith