alone again
nothing here to break me
and still I'm breaking down

tearing a part
all kind of pieces
you might find inside
I don't have it anymore
no,I don't have it no more

nothing seems right
the fear of making mistakes
its just to much for me
but why? why?

tearing a part
all kind of pieces
you might find inside
but I don't have it anymore
no,I don't have it no more

all alone
no one here
no one to hear
just want someone near me
just want someone near

tearing a part
all kind of pieces
you might find inside
but I don't have it anymore
no, I don't have it