Vārdi: Haste. Heart Plea Story.

its the same story
the unhappy ending
I play the loser
that seems to be winning
I seem to be winning in your eyes

by my action I expose myself
I open to weakness
I fall to my own choices
feelings so far gone so...

here I am
opened for you to see
what you know

I'll determine I have tied my own hands
hands that hold these walls around

I've risked everything
now I feel myself breaking
you think I never needed
to hold anyone else?
I'm scared of losing more
you think you know me?
you think that I don't feel?
you think you what you mean to me?
you think I don't hope