Things As the rain keeps pouring down, everything's so sad and cold 
Learning to live with it all, learning to live with it all 
Sometimes it seemes like it all stands still 
Sometimes it feels like, my own will 
Awaiting it all to come, damaged as life upon 
Never will we be free, 
TORTURED! 
All the tears that we've shed, reflecting ourselves within 
Pale, white, by myself outburned.. 
The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than 
Than the shiver down our spines 
The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than 
Than the shiver down our spines 
All the tears that we've shed, reflecting our selves within 
Pale, white, by myself outburned.. 
As the rain keeps pouring down, everything's so sad and cold 
Learning to live with it all, learning to live with it all 
Sometimes it seemes like it all stands still 
Sometimes it feels like, my own will 
The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than 
Than the shiver down our spines 
The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than 
Than the shiver down our spines