i could not lie
skin untouched growing thicker for every step unwalked
and i don't know if it's the cold intention-slide
taking me down
but what if you'd sing me alive
i'm ready to give up the fight
cause i'm just a stone
right after you're gone
i could not lie
even though dead skin like stone makes me ugly
it still pounds inside and it's red
and it's slipping through the grey cracks
and i know you know
but what if you'd sing me alive
i'm ready to give up the fight
cause i'm just a stone
right after you're gone
the first thing that meets the eye
when i crossover into the light
i want it to be you
right after i'm gone
