Idioma Origen:
At night - asleep
Nightmares - not dreams
Drag me through the dirt
There is no place to run - nor hide
He's in my blood
I try to keep him out
He rules the pain
He makes up the ugly thoughts
The rotten words
He distracts my nerves
His claws
His poisoned laughter twists the knife
His long sharp teeth
Motionless silence
Sullen muttering
He holds the blame
He's in my veins
He holds the blame
I try to keep him out
He rules the pain inside
He makes up the ugly thoughts
The rotten words
He distracts my nerves
I've never seen his face
But I have felt his breath so many times
Soaked in sweat
Sleepingpills and cigarettes
But when the day
chases the night away'
Idioma Destino:
At night - asleep
Nightmares - not dreams
Drag me through the dirt
There is no place to run - nor hide
He's in my blood
I try to keep him out
He rules the pain
He makes up the ugly thoughts
The rotten words
He distracts my nerves
His claws
His poisoned laughter twists the knife
His long sharp teeth
Motionless silence
Sullen muttering
He holds the blame
He's in my veins
He holds the blame
I try to keep him out
He rules the pain inside
He makes up the ugly thoughts
The rotten words
He distracts my nerves
I've never seen his face
But I have felt his breath so many times
Soaked in sweat
Sleepingpills and cigarettes
But when the day
chases the night away'