Songtexte Critical - Axel St. Patience

Show me your scars
I'll show you mine
We can kill the pain
Through the art of self medicate

Drinking from each other
Now it's all so critical, critical
Taste of poison in the air
And you've grown so cynical, cynical

Hey yeah yeah
Aye hey yeah yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm much stronger than my heartache
Hey yeah yeah
Aye hey yeah yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
I was asleep
Now I'm awake

Holes in my hands
Where I touched your heart
(Heart)
The pain's long gone
(Gone)
But the ghosts inside still linger on
(Linger)

Drinking from each other
Now it's all so critical, critical
Taste of poison in the air
And you've grown so cynical, cynical

Hey yeah yeah
Aye hey yeah yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm much stronger than my heartache
Hey yeah yeah
Aye hey yeah yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
I was asleep
Now I'm awake

Taking out the stitches from my eyes
I'll let the sorrow go
So it can finally die
Yeah, yeah
(Die, die, die)

Hey yeah yeah
Aye hey yeah yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm much stronger than my heartache
Hey yeah yeah
Aye hey yeah yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
I was asleep
Now I'm awake