Believe (feat. Natasha Humera Ijaz)

I do believe That you're always alone, especially In matters of the unknown Yes, I believe, I believe, I believe Yes I believe that you're always alone Black and white the colors of despair I see silver traces in my hair I hear different voices calling out and they're all cynical I keep all my crazy in my lair I hear footsteps coming up the stairs I wait but there's always no one there I peek something creepy's in my cupboard staring back at me Light's out and I give into my fear Please don't hold, I'll find my way home Please don't hold, I'll find my way home Please don't hold, I'll find my way home Please don't hold, I'll find my way home