And see the picture perfect life
Inside of your mind
Dreaming only of the days ahead
Wanted and wished for more than now
Or the days behind
You waste your time...
You can never think
You can't even stop yourself
Before the words have been spoken
And you've already said
You would give everything
And something for nothing
Everybody thinks you're joking
Your life is never what you wanted
Not even halfway normal
Just tarnished and soiled
When in your reach
A framed and frozen moment
So far from perfection
Not truth or transcendence
Will set you free
Still you don't believe
The picture makes a promise;
The flesh lets it be broken.
-- If you knew that you would die today?
Would you change?
-- If you knew that love can break your heart
When you're down so low you cannot fall
Would you change?
-- If you knew that you would be alone,
Knowing right, being wrong,
Would you change?
-- If you knew that you would find a truth
That brings up pain that can't be soothed
Would you change?
-- If everything you think you know,
Makes your life unbearable,
Would you change?
Inside of your mind
Dreaming only of the days ahead
Wanted and wished for more than now
Or the days behind
You waste your time...
You can never think
You can't even stop yourself
Before the words have been spoken
And you've already said
You would give everything
And something for nothing
Everybody thinks you're joking
Your life is never what you wanted
Not even halfway normal
Just tarnished and soiled
When in your reach
A framed and frozen moment
So far from perfection
Not truth or transcendence
Will set you free
Still you don't believe
The picture makes a promise;
The flesh lets it be broken.
-- If you knew that you would die today?
Would you change?
-- If you knew that love can break your heart
When you're down so low you cannot fall
Would you change?
-- If you knew that you would be alone,
Knowing right, being wrong,
Would you change?
-- If you knew that you would find a truth
That brings up pain that can't be soothed
Would you change?
-- If everything you think you know,
Makes your life unbearable,
Would you change?
Would you...?
The picture makes a promise that is so perfect; The flesh lets it be broken.
And I'm broken.
The picture makes a promise that is so perfect; The flesh lets it be broken.
And I'm broken.
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