Corpse in My Bed

I find what I’ve become one night Guilty feelings buried, bitter memories Vanished thorns leaving scars I always want to hide Afraid of masks, afraid of falling again Afraid of all, all the stories that are ok ‘Cause in the end, you end up full of dirt I lost my life in tears and loneliness Exuberance constantly drained A corpse in my bed, a shadow but not dead Tonight and every night I found what I’ve become A corpse in my bed, a shadow but not dead Tonight and every night I found what I’ve become I hear the world crumbling at human speed It’s a blink of an eye in another world And in a sigh I’m almost wrapped in passivity I tied my hands together, everybody fails I find what I’ve become one night Guilty feelings buried, bitter memories Vanished thorns leaving scars I always want to hide Afraid of masks, afraid of falling again A corpse in my bed, a shadow but not dead Tonight and every night I found what I’ve become A corpse in my bed, a shadow but not dead Tonight and every night I found what I’ve become