2005-05-26 18:01:46大頭

The Great Depression

I've lost my power
I've lost my sight
I can't see anything
inside my mind
All I can do is
waiting to die


Defeats show me isolation
Despair makes no selection
The only thing I want
is your secure protection


When the storm passing trough
Beneath the shade is you
Coming close to my ear
Tell me you're not the truth
And the constatation has been proved
That we are the separated two


I'm out of my mind
Don't still pretending you're kind
Without you I can natheless be fine
Besides, I understand
The words you said are lies