I can't seem to focus,
It's hopeless unless the sky opens,
Look you in the eyes and all I see is a blur hoping,
That my previous mindstate; could be resurrected,
To the old me; it's like you had me injected with imperfection,
How could you be so reckless? I initially meant it,
Seems like you put your effort into me, what am I left with?
Nothin' but a canvas with a black and white portrait,
Of me and you, in a burnin' garden of scorchin' orchards.
Simple beauty that's bein torn down by your power,
That constantly pounds on my soul hour after hour,
Now I can hardly breathe, get rid of these memories,
Continually haunting me,
Cant change who I've come to be,
The darkness only ends as soon as you open your eyes,
And you hope to realize that hope is cloaked in disguise,
Again I look you in the eyes and all I see is a blur,
But when I look in the mirror I can see who you were.
Nothing I can say or do,
Will take away what I've been through,
What you were is what I've come to be,
Nothing you can say to me,
Will take away these memories,
What you were is what I've come to be!
what I've come to be x2
The sky opens wide, to swallow me again,
Once I am inside, I'm lost and can´t pretend,
These pictures in my mind, are not a part of me,
These memories hold me tight, till I can hardly breathe
I can hardly breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe...) x2
I can hardly stop the memories..
Nothing I can say or do,
Will take away what I've been through,
What you were is what I've come to be,
Nothing you can say to me,
Will take away these memories,
What you were is what I've come to be!
what I've come to be x2
Hardly breathe
(Memories)
(Haunting me)
(Come to be) x2
Now I can hardly breathe, get rid of these memories,
Continually haunting me,
Cant change who I've come to be x4
I can hardly breathe.....
(I can hardly stop the memories..)
Now I can hardly breathe, change who I've come to be.
Nothing I can say or do,
Will take away what I've been through,
What you were is what I've come to be,
Nothing you can say to me,
Will take away these memories,
What you were is what I've come to be! |
Chester Bennington:
