SHATTER

Coming around my senses is torn It's no illusion; it's in every day I bleed As long as you see it, as long as you know As you long as you fake it, nobody knows... Break down again I'm suffering; my head's out of synch And I can't hide the pain Is this the ending or is this the start All that we sever all that we are Communication connected apart Prosimses given, the cross of a heart Break down again I'm suffering; my head's out of synch And I can't find a way out defend I can't find a way out... Break down again I'm suffering; my head's out of synch And I can't find a way now defend And I can't find a way now Break out...