Idioma Origen:
Can you see your reflection?
False strength and hollow protection
Run from pain and rejection
Truth stabs again,
'Till this skin is broken.
And the cut is open.
And the words once spoken,
Just fade away.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Big head leads to confusion
Strong heart, pumps up delusion.
Tough talk, one voice communion.
Medicate the pain,
Justify your ego.
Living with denial
And the thoughts so vile
won't fade away
Too late, standing on the trap door
Too late, standing on the trap door
Too late, standing on the trap door
Too late, standing on the trap door
It's coming.
You're falling.
You're on your own with no one left to blame
Can't sleep 'cause you made your own bed
The sentence of the helpless,
sink deep to the trial in your head
The court of the selfish
why?
tell me why.
Can't evade or scape of reality,
A true lie and a broken promise
a Judas and and a doubting Thomas
a tradgedy just to keep you honest
guilty always fall through the trap door
fear the trap door
through the trap door
the trap door
the trap door
No fear too scared to look up
Can't win nothing but bad luck
Clock ticks your time to face up
You can't run for long
when your world is broken
Your trap door is open
Every word you choke on
Just fade away
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Idioma Destino:
Can you see your reflection?
False strength and hollow protection
Run from pain and rejection
Truth stabs again,
'Till this skin is broken.
And the cut is open.
And the words once spoken,
Just fade away.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Big head leads to confusion
Strong heart, pumps up delusion.
Tough talk, one voice communion.
Medicate the pain,
Justify your ego.
Living with denial
And the thoughts so vile
won't fade away
Too late, standing on the trap door
Too late, standing on the trap door
Too late, standing on the trap door
Too late, standing on the trap door
It's coming.
You're falling.
You're on your own with no one left to blame
Can't sleep 'cause you made your own bed
The sentence of the helpless,
sink deep to the trial in your head
The court of the selfish
why?
tell me why.
Can't evade or scape of reality,
A true lie and a broken promise
a Judas and and a doubting Thomas
a tradgedy just to keep you honest
guilty always fall through the trap door
fear the trap door
through the trap door
the trap door
the trap door
No fear too scared to look up
Can't win nothing but bad luck
Clock ticks your time to face up
You can't run for long
when your world is broken
Your trap door is open
Every word you choke on
Just fade away
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.
Too late, standing on the trap door.