Текст песни Messenger - Breakdowns At Tiffany's

Tell me what have I become?
A space filled with death
Kept within my chest
Holding a truth
I will always reject
As all inside starts to rest
I'm left with the hope for a final look back
When I filled my lungs with air
When I barely tried to care
A guest with no invitation
Slowly strangling my imagination
With every promise
With every fate
Whatever your prophets evaluate
In search of words
I try so hard to revelate
As all inside starts to rest
Fighting myself as I'm fading to black
When I filled my lungs with air
When I barely tried to care
Erase the pain
It remains the same
When I filled my lungs with air
Tell me what have I become?
No more lies to you I'm done
The more I try to handle myself
Just darkness inside
There's nothing else
Messenger
Take me back to the night
Messenger
Take me back into the night