Once I held on, to strong. I wasn´t letting go
My finger nails they turned pale, the pain began to grow
I kept on twisting,
not giving up I said
The sweat pored down on right on my face,
finally I bled
I´m torn, upside, down and inside out
Your be-havi-our,
I like it´s sound
I used to walk by your side, one to many steps
You curbed my path til I collide, laughing while I wept
Scream and scare your old despair, you will never be missed
Once your voice was always there, now shut your dirty lips!
I´m torn, upside, down and inside out
Your be-havi-our,
I like it´s sound.