Quarter Inch Jack

End Of This
You don't understand What's here inside my head Feel alone soaked in dread My heart alive My soul is dead I tried to make you mine A hope a love a joy divine So short of all I find myself to blame To blame At the end of this The end of this Torn apart again I find you A little piece of me inside you An echo on the soul That I cannot see Freedom comes Quiet goes A friend to calm the wayside woe Battle with my ancient foe Who lives again Lives again You don't know how I feel This thing can't be real Is this your question Don't even ask for tonight Aus Songtexte Mania