Texty: Breaking Point. Beautiful Disorder. Nothing Left At All.

It's so ugly inside here, I'm trapped here
I cannot leave this place
Everything is all changing and fading
And I want to escape
But just when I thought, I'd found a way out
I fall right on my face

So don't wait too late
To see that they take 'til there's nothing
Nothing left at all, we live to give ourselves away
But they take 'til there's nothing left at all

Is there anyone out there to hear me
Hear me crying out
'Cause I need someone to show me
The reality of what I've got to face
But just when I finally start to wake up
I find out it's too late

So don't wait too late
To see that they take 'til there's nothing
Nothing left at all, we live to give ourselves away
But they take 'til there's nothing left at all

Why can't they hear us
Why can't they see
'Cause we're crying out for something
Something to believe

So don't wait too late
To see that they take 'til there's nothing
Nothing left at all, we live to give ourselves away
But they take 'til there's nothing left at all

Don't wait too late
To see that we're fighting for something
Something that's already gone
Today I gave myself away
And I'm left here with nothing
Nothing left at all