when it's weighing you down
are you in control?
the suburban reign always stays the same
like the hollow smile cracking up your face
take your battered soul, wear it as a crown
all that numbs you
all that numbs you now
and days roll into one and the same on you
the world revolving around your spinning head
make the blinds go down on the world outside
maybe the day will come when you wake up not feeling anything
no more tears and no more pain
take your bleedding heart, wear it on your sleeve
all that numbs you
stare into the sun, the blind relief
all the numbs you
as the years roll into one, only numbers change
the world revolving around your spinning head
take your battered soul, wear it as a crown
all that numbs you
stare into the sun, the blind relief
all the numbs you
as the years roll into one, only numbers change
the world revolving around your spinning head"
Thomas Feiner & Anywhen
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