У меня в голове порядок. Слева - тараканы, справа - мания величия. О чем это я. А! О порядке!
I see different shades now
(and I) I'm almost never afraid now
But when I think I'll be okay
I am always wrong cause
(My hands) don't want to start again
(My hands) no they don't want to understand
(My hands) they just shake and try to break whatever peace I may find
(My hands) they only agree to hold
(Your hands) no they don't want to be without
(Your hands) and they will not let me go
No they will not let me go
Sometimes I wake
I see them reaching out for you
Quietly break
Whatever shields I spent so long building up
I cannot fake
Cause when they cry I'm almost broken
They miss holding my baby
