All I Know

Somewhere,

Someone has turned my thoughts

Into nightmares.

Somehow their words

Are now my own, and I’m sure

They can take all I know

And break it to pieces,

They can take all I know.

Somewhere,

Someone is on the run

With my true self,

Leaving a shadow on my wall.

Somehow the wounds are always there

In the mirror,

Somehow the horror never stops,

And I’m sure

You can take all I know

And break it to pieces,

Every trace of my love

Is lost in the fire.

Lléname de melancolía.

Truth falls below the ideal.