Speak

Lyrics

He'll never speak Bewildered by his obsession His fingers feel numb Tied up to aim perfection Refusing to grow Convinced by the never ending I am a mess Do you think I can compete me? Lost with the corners at hand I don't know how to show her no more Escaping the daughters I know Murder my plan, tell me to go He wished he was young Gradually shifting colour Attached to his past Remembering the words of his mother Speak, make a sound Fragilе, yet proud Speak, make a sound Fragilе, yet proud Speak, make a sound Fragile, yet proud Speak, make a sound Fragile, yet proud Speak, make a sound Fragile, yet proud