Lyrics

Slave to the wage, I'll pay what is due
Behind the stage, I'll sing out of tune
Famously praised, I'll falsely accuse
Performer's fate , I'll know what is true

So much is clear, to drown all your tears, emotional ashes
A favourite mistake, a personal break, we all ask for answers

Pure morning rain, I haven't a clue
What gray clouds bring, a happy recluse

So much is clear, to drown all your tears, emotional ashes
A favourite mistake, a personal break, we all ask for answers

Speak in tongues with faltered lungs
Exhale and dream
Broken puppets strings are cut
Inhale and scream

So much is clear, to drown all your tears, emotional ashes
A favourite mistake, a personal break, we all ask for answers