Life's flowing away as days go by.
My dreams are drained away from me,
and happiness I cannot find.
Only pain and hurt remains.

chorus:
I cannot run, I cannot hide.
I've tried to fight,
but some battles can't be won.
Now, I can only cry,
while inspiration's running high.

Many float upon the sea of time,
and quietly they float on.
But the waves have overthrown me
and I'm drowning now.
Will there be a helping hand?

Inspiration might be beautifull,
but there's a high price to be paid.
Things sometimes cut through hearts
as easy as a knife will cut through butter
and rip your heart apart.

chorus

When hurt got to much,
I was only left to cry.
I need to talk,
need to show my heart,
for else I'll surely die.

Inspiration's beautifull,
'cause it shows nothing but the truth.
It's sadness can be felt,
true inspiration,
the heart's last self-defence.

chorus

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