She is walking 
With nothing left to lose
Only time will tell now 
What she's gonna choose

Feeling, oh feeling
What has left inside

The fiction has taken over 
You're not the one to blame
You've spend to mutch time
To much time inside this game

You can't fly any higher
There's no turning back for you
Another countless victim has payed... 
the price
Why don't you walk with me

Hating, oh hating
She's going for another ride
She's got questions in her mind
Questions asking why

Always afraid
Afraid to try

The fiction has taken over 
You're not the one to blame
You've spend to mutch time
To much time inside this game


© met vriendelijke toestemming van Timber