SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
SIMON SAYZ (Producer)
Everyday抯 another day
This wall I build, it drowns the noise out
I watch your mouth, but never hear a word
A liar and a lunatic, a bitter end
Realtionship
It makes me take a look at what it抯 worth
And I抳e found nothing
You抮e days are over
Time has won
Now it all makes sence
Picture of a mother抯 dream
A perfect son
A family
A trophy for your lowered self esteem
Product of a glory whore
I heal myself and find a savior
Stare at your creation turn his back
Mother, I hate you!
Your days are over
Time has won
Now it all makes sense
Today I sever all my ties
To your existence
Allergic reaction, to your dishonesty
Your days are over
Time has won
Now it all makes sense
Today I sever all my ties
To your existence
And I抦 finally living
Drown you out
I shut you out of this world
Innocence
I wish I had a mother
Look into my eyes
You can抰 stand your reflection
Sever me
I cut you from my conscience
Allergic reaction
To your dishonesty
You抮e days are over
Time has won
Now it all makes sense
Today I sever all my ties
To your existence