Soul

I hear my name, they scream in vain (and it's too late to go back now),

A thousand waves, sliced on my neck,

And I couldn't picture a best way,

To drown my own desire.

She speaks to me, some kind of words (and it's too late to turn back now),

She turns me on, but she knows I won't,

Answer her calls,

Scared of losing everything.

(Blinded by your own truth,

Bruised up by your own lies,

Wake me up with words,

I could read on an obituary,

Choke me with your stories,

Stitch me up with your tongue,

As I could die from the venom

Of a treacherous snake)

Untrue through the scattered lies you keep it among us but you cannot decide what is real or not.

Even when you thought you were done you chased out your own fear but now you're acting out like a whinny little child.

Don't you wanna be a hero anymore ?

I just wanna be a human, nothing more.

I don't wanna be a hero anymore,

I just wanna be a human, nothing more.