Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

I've given up Wash it all away I'm wasting here I'm waiting here For anyone to wash it all away All of the chaos And all of the lies Can anyone wash it all away?

Here we go again (again) Feeling it ramble, what can I say? Really fucked up again (I feel that I can fight) I can't fucking given in (I feel that I can fight) Can't I ever win (I'll keep it on my mind) Here it comes again! Pounding, it starts again

I never knew anybody 'til I knew you I was born to be yours And I know when it rains, oh, it pours And I know I was born to be yours I was born, born, born, born You take me for a fool I was born, born, born I know I've given up A hundred times before

Tell me I’m forgiven I’m holding up a light For what’s been missing right here At first hallucination I wanna fall wide awake now You tell me it’s alright But nobody can save me now Chasing up the darkness inside

I would do anything for you, I am safe, I am loved, I am free, baby Given just a little time, Give up the world I've made me And take you away, The vision of you in my life Listen with all of my spirit, for ecstasy calling, You know I believe,

You and I, stand with our heads held up high Me and you, together whatever we do All the love - you've given me, I cherish, babe, so All the times - I've spent with you, I treasure girl, you Everything I possess is down to you more or less Anything that

C'mon, tell me that you've still got the flame for me And tell me that you still want to stay, don't leave Even though I've never given up in my heart Even though a part, a part of me don't work Baby, tell me that you've still got the flame for me And we

He's flying High flying He could've tuned in tuned in But he tuned out A bad time nothing could save him Alone in a corridor waiting locked out He got up outta there ran for hundreds of miles He made it to the ocean had a smoke in a tree

There are moments that the words don't reach (If you see him in the street, walking by her side Talking by her side, have pity) Forgiveness, can you imagine? There is suffering too terrible to name You hold your child as tight as you can Then push away