Emotional Coma

歌詞

[Axelsson / Chriss / Johansson] From above; it's falling down Chilling me, a punisher of lies In my head a photograph I see clear now; I don't need them And still the rocks will roll But why don't I? Another hopeless goal Take it back Offered me a pot of gold -Here you are; your entrance from the cold Paradise can turn to Hell Stop to preach; 'cause I don't know you But still the rocks will roll So how could I? Another heartless soul Take it back Now the deal once made is gone Waking up the dead of my life And still the rocks will roll But why don't I? Another hopeless goal But still the rocks will roll So how could I? Another heartless soul Take it back