Q2K
Album - 14 settembre 1999 - Debaser id 34346

Today is just the same as any other day to me.
Walking wall to wall to pass the time, I picture what it’s like on the other side.
Because I’m here on the inside of blue, without you.
Day in day out on and on ... I’m missing you.

Nothing seems to work as well, my face in the mirror looks like hell. I think I need to see a doctor.
I watch the slow hand move line by line. I can’t even think of the words that rhyme.

Day in day out on and on ... I’m missing you.

Some days it feels, just like falling down.
Some days it’s easy, just like falling down.

Some days it’s real, just like falling down.
Some days it’s easy, just like falling down.

Day in day out on and on ... I’m missing you

Iced over, close your eyes. Whisper the flame, it takes us higher.
Seems our world is closing around. When I’m inside you, you bring me to sacred ground.
When I’m inside you, you bring me to sacred ground.
Now you’re the one that I want, you know it’s true.
Let go of everything, open up to me.
I’m right beside you, I’ll be your watchful eye.

I send waves of devotion over you. You take it all in and give it back, give it back again.

You bring me to sacred ground, when I’m inside you.
You bring me to sacred ground.

Yes we’ll love till there’s nothing left to give...
matching every movement, swimming in an ocean of sweat, and scent of you. It drives me to ...

You bring me to sacred ground, when I’m inside you.
You bring me to sacred ground.

I know I can change your mind. Give it to me the same way.
Giving it all up for love, I know that you feel the same way.

I’d give it all up for you, I swear I would.

Now I’m falling, falling inside ...

You bring me to sacred ground, when I’m inside you.
You bring me to sacred ground.

I’m inside you.

You bring me to sacred ground, when I’m inside you.
You bring me to sacred ground.

When the whirlwind of noise surrounds and get intense,
and when words can’t hide their anger or intent.
I feel it in my bones and in my head, can’t make sense of what is said.

Ready for the take down, headed for a breakdown.

Fear has me backed against these walls that I follow and pace.

Time moves in and out of phase of everything that I face.

I feel it in my bones they rattle and shake, can’t find a trace of what it takes to stop this take down.

Can’t stop this breakdown!

Welcome to my scene. A place that’s in-between where squares fit the round.
Some affectionately call it ... my breakdown....

When I feel the pressure mounting and my hands begin to clutch, I reach my limit of pain and I’ve had enough.

It feels good to pound on tables and chairs and feel the frenzy start to wear.

Breakdown this take down, gotta stop this breakdown.

Welcome to my scene. A place that’s in-between where squares fit the round.

It’ll never be, never be more than this. Never.