Sometimes you cope with life, you there's nothing you can do. The whole world seems to be caving in and you. All the and the hypocrisy, the punishment of truth, the sickness and the cynicism, that strips away youth. If you could a crack in this faceless wall and your fingers through, your hand will touch another hand I'm buried here, too.
Come on! Let's up! Let's rise out of dirt, from this oppression, this anger and this hurt. The ignorance, intolerance, and lies, spreading a virus and ruining our lives. All we is honesty to push away this night, let's hang on to our and hold each other tight.
And we could cure ourselves if we believe possible, lie down on this couch and make ourselves more comfortable. We've come to the oasis that we've been searching for, so let's lay down our weapons and forget this war. We'll to each other, our wounds will start to heal, starting out as role-play, but it ends up being real.
I you, if you take of me. And we ourselves in therapy.
We'll dive into our fears, delve into our souls, face up to our nightmares until the fear dissolves. And you meet your enemies, I'll be there by your side, from man or god or devil you will never to hide. All we need is honesty to push the night. hang on to each other, let's hold other tight.
I you, if you take of me. We lose in therapy.
I you, if you take of me. And we ourselves in therapy.
And find ourselves in therapy.