Think I've had enough I must find my way I've fallen off the edge to find that I've gone blind You're leading me astray You haunt me like a ghost And that scares me the most
Refrão: There you are the devil on my shoulder Smiling as the flames are growing colder How can I believe in what I have? For a little confidence I'll grab But when my hand goes out don't take it For I'm trying to make it On my own
I feel it in my bones Any minute now This train of thought will leave the station My impatience, Will come out to play You've turned out to be, the only face I see
Refrão: There you are the devil on my shoulder Smiling as the flames are growing colder How can I believe in what I have? For a little confidence I'll grab But when my hand goes out don't take it For I'm trying to make it On my own
Running through the empty hallways I can tell that I am not alone You spin a web in every room and try to break the backbone that I've grown Will I make my own path or wander where I'm thrown Will I make my own path or wander where I'm thrown
Refrão: There you are the devil on my shoulder Smiling as the flames are growing colder How can I believe in what I have? For a little confidence I'll grab But when my hand goes out don't take it For I'm trying to make it On my own
Will I make my own path or wander where I'm thrown Will I make my own path or wander where I'm thrown
Compositores: Catherine Beatrice Cheadle, Daniel Goudie, Lauren Amber Aquilina, Orla Joan Gartland (Orla Gartland), Matthew William Taylor (Matthew Montgomery-taylor) ECAD: Obra #6628987