Lirieke: Diffuser. Making The Grade. Nothing Left To Say.

stand up and put some weight in your backbone
stuch in the middle of an emotional overload
your feeling lost in a breakdown
driving in circles till you never gain control
so this is gow you remind me
of what i said to you before it all fell apart
its not the end of moment
we never had a start

i dont wanna end up this way
there is nothing left to say
echoes disappear and fade
ive made up my mind
im leaving tonight

its tought to make it what it cannot be
polish a penny but it never shines like true gold
id be a fool to believe you
i know the story but the phases have not been told
the colors already faded
you paint it black and white with traces of blue and gray
you gave it up for the big man
and this is how you pay