Lyrics

By popular demand you fall to waste again Brought to the execution by a friend The guilt is wearing down the defense, and gearing up your same old reasons Allowing you to relive the same old day I can see the pain living inside you I can see the change standing beside you Lean on me this time (this time) Somehow you slip behind and go on your way Somewhere you'll find a place to make this stay For now it's wearing down the defense, and deconstructing every pretense Crawling up your spine and watching you decay Decay... (Chorus)