he sun was [bad word] up,
my heart was all but slowing down.
but I could panic out the sound.
It was my personal symphony.

Striking the chords were only me.
There was a course, enough through my veins.
Another chance to get away, oh.

Until this empty place is filled, I’ll keep pretending.

Hey, the way you knock me down, and I get up again.
Oh, pain a remedy that can reach a sting.
I’ll keep holding, and I’ll keep trying,
to feel this fight, and then slowly die,
and now look I feel painless.

These days and night blend into one,
but one more night is all I need.
Another chord for the symphony.
To float above the world for now,
to lose control is bliss somehow.
And bring the color from the grey,
another chance to get away, oh.

Until this empty place is filled, I’ll keep pretending.

Hey, the way you knock me down, and I get up again.
Oh, pain a remedy that can reach a sting.
I’ll keep holding, and I’ll keep trying,
to feel this fight, and then slowly die,
and now look I feel painless.

All these restless nights, have left me spinning out of control.
Is there’s not a cure for sorrow.
All these faded lights, have made me search for something more.
Will there be a new, tomorrow.

Until this empty place is filled, I’ll keep pretending.

Hey, the way you knock me down, and I get up again.
Oh, pain a remedy that can reach a sting.
I’ll keep holding, and I’ll keep trying tonight.

Hey, the way you knock me down, and I get up again.
Oh, pain a remedy that can reach a sting.
I’ll keep holding, and I’ll keep trying,
to feel this fight, and then slowly die,
and now look I feel painless.
	 
 [bad word]