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Woorden: Over It. Cross-Tolerance.

I guess it's safe to say I'm crazy, I've lost sanity to you
Knew that this would happen sometime
But this time I can't find the means to make you mine
Assure me, when it's done and I've come down
That you won't quit waitin' for me

How you build me up
The cross-tolerance could kill an army of friends
The way your love blinds like a drug, I'm left defenseless

I know it's no use
There are times I watch myself surrender, so thoughtless
But you've no will, you're just the scapegoat, I abuse

Afflicted with illusions I've let in
My sickness fills me till my indignation spills
Though I still feel empty

Sometimes I see beyond the haze
And I think that I could free myself
If I could shed these chains, if I could shed these chains

I've got to let the music heal me
Let it heal me, watch the music heal me

How you build me up
The cross-tolerance could kill an army of friends
But you break me down
The last thing I find is sense around you

The way your love blinds like a drug, I'm left defenseless
The cross tolerance uproots my will, my will