Texty: illScarlett. EPdemic. Pacino.

All Alone,
And I can't come screaming,
I need to know,
Need a reason for dreaming,

I've been living like I can't be trusted,
Tryin to figure out,
Figure out what it's all about,
How it's all supposed to be,
I listen to the wind,
I try to read the waves
Always

And nothing, and nothing come

Don't say these words don't count for anything,
I guess, it's all a waste

And I said that sometimes I can feel it,
Like a friend's whispering,
A secret show in me,
The path of all our energies,
Cause I've got this burning inside,
The sense there's nowhere to go hide,
Well so be, well so be it

Don't say these words don't count for anything,
I guess, it's all a waste
Life is over anider,
Stories missing pages,
I guess, I can't be saved

It's just this feeling I can't be saved
No time for dreaming I can't be saved
Wish I could see it I can't be saved

Don't say these words don't count for anything,
I guess, it's all a waste
Life is over anider,
Stories missing pages,
I guess, I can't be saved
Well, I can't be saved
Yes I, well I can't be saved