Woorden: A Life Divided. Pieces.

:
in this darkened room
hope is hard to find
sense of guilt?s tearing you
can?t turn back the time

you put the blame on you
?cause it?s all that?s left to do
now he went away
you?re an unenviable fake
and your mission a mistake
got nothing good to do

hide away I die away
my way
please cut me in pieces
hide away I?ll find a way
to die away
please cut me in pieces

on your liar?s chair
the air is getting thin
and words inside your ears
keep on echoing
just like everything you do
is just egoism?s fuel
I am so ashamed
I can?t take the blame away
it?s on your shoulders there to stay
on no one else but you