There's almost nothing left And you eat my kind for breakfast What did I expect, to come here and find anyone? Find open arms to greet me and friends to feed me I sicken myself so much And you eat my kind for breakfast, you eat my kind...
[chorus] Whatever I fear the most is whatever I see before me Whenever I let my guard down Whatever I was, ignore it Whatever I fear the most is whatever I see before me Whatever I have been given Whatever I have been...
Seeing myself this way, I am a monster I believe Seeing is believing, is there no doubt left? When I wake up I poison myself, And poison leaves no appetite I sicken myself so much Sicken myself so...
[chorus]
Do we expect these things to change By waking up and suddenly there they are? And all I need's a starting place And nothing ever seemed so hard
Compositores: Glen Richard Phillips (Glen Phillips), Dean V Dinning (Cream Cheese), Todd B Nichols (Cheez-it), Randel S Guss ECAD: Obra #32124197