Open hearts have been tied closed And all my thoughts are now unknown Whisper in my ear and tell me this is just a dream I'll tell you know what I think, you're just going insane
You criticize like I'm fiction I guess you win, congratulations
Why won't you burn up the past and look through the horizon? Your small mistakes will lead to self destruction
Woah, Birmingham has taken me to Home, The only place where I belong
You criticize like I'm fiction I guess you win, congratulations
You criticize like I'm fiction I guess you win, congratulations
Beloved thoughts and relations It's my concern and dictation