What comfort, to find out you're losing your mind
When you re-realize that it's not the first time
Burnt the beyond, when you learned how to fly
Just to learn later on that there isn't a sky
There aren't any clouds, and there aren't any trees
There aren't any birds
And there's no cinder caught in my eye
♪
Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it
I just can't decide, if I should lie
Or tell the truth and try to hide it
Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it
I just can't decide, if I should lie
Or tell the truth and try to hide it
♪
What comfort, to find out you're losing your mind
When you re-realize that it's not the first time
Burnt the beyond, when you learned how to fly
Just to learn later on that there isn't a sky
There aren't any clouds, and there aren't any trees
And there aren't any birds
And there's no cinder caught in my eye
♪
Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it
I just can't decide, if I should lie
Or tell the truth and try to hide it
♪
Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it
I just can't decide, if I should lie
Or tell the truth and try to hide it
Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it
I just can't decide, if I should lie
Or tell the truth and try to hide it
Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it
I just can't decide, if I should lie
Or tell the truth and try to hide -
Until I've tied a tired knot and tried to untie it
I just can't decide, if I should lie
Or tell the truth and try to hide -