Woorden: Threshold. Psychedelicatessen. Lost.

i'm walking a tight-rope stretched twixt truth and illusion
sometimes it's real but my life just seems to melt
into helpless confusion i just can't deal with the
lust for acceptance and the pain of rejection

my heart won't heal as i circle it round with a
wall of protection
i'm hiding all the pain and i can't accept the blame and i'm
so alone in a world of love with no-one meant for me

i'm missing the point of a life in the fast lane
i'm missing the signals of love
i can't understand of time's subtle landscape and
i'm looking for reasons to live

my love is real while i circle it round
with a wall of fantasy
i'm hiding all the pain
and i can't accept the blame and i'm
so alone in a world of love with no-one meant for me

don't want to feel this way again
don't want to feel this way again