Alba s touto skladbou:
From One,
I feel like I'm old
I feel like an invalid
I feel like I'm sick
In a casket so close the lid
I feel like I'm done
I feel like it's over now
I feel but I'm numb
Curtain falls while I take a bow and now
Substance races through my veins
Angels try to soothe my pain
High sensitivity
Wake up with my head still aching
High sensitivity
I'm drugged from all the pills I'm taking
I don't know my name
I don't know if I can make it
I don't feel the same
My brain is dead and I cannot wake it
I don't wanna run
I don't have a place to run to
I don't see the sun
I don't understand what I must do
Substance races through my veins
Angels try to soothe my pain
High sensitivity
I wake up with my head still aching
High sensitivity
I'm drugged from all the pills I'm taking
High sensitivity
I laugh, my self respect is flaking
High sensitivity
I hate all the mistakes I'm making
My money's running out
My shoes are wearing thin
Each day I break my back
To end where I begin
A razor full of blood is dragged across the sky
But I don't think I really want to die
High sensitivity
I wake up with my head still aching
High sensitivity
I'm drugged from all the pills I'm taking
High sensitivity
I laugh, my self respect is flaking
High sensitivity
I hate all the mistakes I'm making
