Inwaves

Give me something, oh God, I've missed the meaning
And let me feel something I've just been pretended
To be the man everyone is needing
And not the one who stands behind fearing

Take back those words, I've heard them before
From my father's tempered hands, my mother's addicted soul

Why can't you see, the man in the scene isn't me
The curtains have drawn
And empty states conceived
Who takes the hostage of every soul that departs
The heavens they go, were sent away through hearts

Take back those words, I've heard them before
And keep them all locked, away from the world
From pen to paper I've noted once more
From my father's tempered hands, my mother's addicted soul

(From pen to the paper I've noted)
(From pen to the paper I've noted once more)
From pen to paper, I noticed again

Take back those words, I've heard them before
And keep them all locked, away from the world
From pen to paper I've noted once more
From my father's tempered hands, my mother's addicted soul