They say that all the bad things come in threes Cause I have seen it overflowing today I need to make some changes to turn this all around
I hope to find whatever life is offering
These wall's are falling down on me And I will not step away from it Cause there just might be some old brick in it That can tell me what to do The next time I rebuild the old one into new
And just when you think this is coming to an end
We are afraid of everything out there We hide ourselves, cause we fear the unknown Now what would you do if you were run over By voices screaming bloody murder
And just when you think this is coming to an end
I'm craving for some silence