Why | is it so | hard to breathe | with your foot on my neck? |
Complaints go unheard | while I choke | on your grip! |
Strength to resist | long gone | so bury me dead! |
Cannot get up, | Or stand up! | With a broken back! |
To make me believe | To make me see | In denial ... |
My | comfort zone | lies in denial | of everything |
I could have been | Could have been.|
I wish I would choke | to not live in such pain |
All my efforts failed | my life is in vain|
Every failure my own | no-one else here to blame |
Such simple task | to make me see |
Such simple task | to make me believe |
Such simple task | to make me see |
Such simple task | I..ll never be free!
Complaints go unheard | while I choke | on your grip! |
Strength to resist | long gone | so bury me dead! |
Cannot get up, | Or stand up! | With a broken back! |
To make me believe | To make me see | In denial ... |
My | comfort zone | lies in denial | of everything |
I could have been | Could have been.|
I wish I would choke | to not live in such pain |
All my efforts failed | my life is in vain|
Every failure my own | no-one else here to blame |
Such simple task | to make me see |
Such simple task | to make me believe |
Such simple task | to make me see |
Such simple task | I..ll never be free!