Things



As the rain keeps pouring down, everything's so sad and cold

Learning to live with it all, learning to live with it all

Sometimes it seemes like it all stands still

Sometimes it feels like, my own will



Awaiting it all to come, damaged as life upon

Never will we be free, TORTURED!

All the tears that we've shed, reflecting ourselves within

Pale, white, by myself outburned..



The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than

Than the shiver down our spines

The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than

Than the shiver down our spines



All the tears that we've shed, reflecting our selves within

Pale, white, by myself outburned..



As the rain keeps pouring down, everything's so sad and cold

Learning to live with it all, learning to live with it all

Sometimes it seemes like it all stands still

Sometimes it feels like, my own will



The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than

Than the shiver down our spines

The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than

Than the shiver down our spines