A Wish

I...
Could've been...
The man you see in front of you all...
But he...
Slipped away...
To put this pride in to a place of hiding.
From everyone...

I...
Suffer through...
And push away anyone in love with me, I...
Wish
I could have...
The pretty things you see in me
Underneath.

I've slipped away...
And you feel important to me in the day...
I wish...
I could have...
The pretty things inside of you, understood by anything.


Taal: Engels
Sfeer: Dramatic; Slick; Bleak; Menacing; Ominous; Brooding; Cathartic; Gloomy; Intense; Angst-Ridden; Harsh; Weary; Tense/Anxious; Eerie
Thema: Introspection; Solitude
Stijl: Heavy Metal; Alternative Metal; Alternative Pop/Rock; Alternative/Indie Rock