Song | Innocence |
Artist | Tourbillon |
Album | A Tide of New Era |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
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From some time I'm afraid and so week, | |
unlike the youth | |
From some time I never looked up hi, | |
always looking down below | |
Fake smiles now, but I cried so much in the day | |
From some time I can't run, | |
I thought I could go anywhere | |
Bring back that passion in sight | |
Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
Is it just me, who's pretending | |
I don't hear that noise inside of me? | |
Is it you, who's pretending to be blind | |
on everything of the world? | |
Is it the lie, we hide the words that we want to be heard? | |
Is it the truth, we choose the heat that we want to feel? | |
Bring back that passion in sight | |
Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
We've grown but everything stays remained | |
We are just hiding the truth | |
There's always good and bad, black and white | |
Truth should be told, no fears be told, no fears | |
Bring back that passion in sight | |
Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
Always the same, you never left anything | |
You know for sure that you do |
From some time I' m afraid and so week, | |
unlike the youth | |
From some time I never looked up hi, | |
always looking down below | |
Fake smiles now, but I cried so much in the day | |
From some time I can' t run, | |
I thought I could go anywhere | |
Bring back that passion in sight | |
Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
Is it just me, who' s pretending | |
I don' t hear that noise inside of me? | |
Is it you, who' s pretending to be blind | |
on everything of the world? | |
Is it the lie, we hide the words that we want to be heard? | |
Is it the truth, we choose the heat that we want to feel? | |
Bring back that passion in sight | |
Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
We' ve grown but everything stays remained | |
We are just hiding the truth | |
There' s always good and bad, black and white | |
Truth should be told, no fears be told, no fears | |
Bring back that passion in sight | |
Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
Always the same, you never left anything | |
You know for sure that you do |
From some time I' m afraid and so week, | |
unlike the youth | |
From some time I never looked up hi, | |
always looking down below | |
Fake smiles now, but I cried so much in the day | |
From some time I can' t run, | |
I thought I could go anywhere | |
Bring back that passion in sight | |
Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
Is it just me, who' s pretending | |
I don' t hear that noise inside of me? | |
Is it you, who' s pretending to be blind | |
on everything of the world? | |
Is it the lie, we hide the words that we want to be heard? | |
Is it the truth, we choose the heat that we want to feel? | |
Bring back that passion in sight | |
Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
We' ve grown but everything stays remained | |
We are just hiding the truth | |
There' s always good and bad, black and white | |
Truth should be told, no fears be told, no fears | |
Bring back that passion in sight | |
Or else that precious thing will pass away | |
Always the same, you never left anything | |
You know for sure that you do |