Songtexte Weathered Canvas - Lotus Eater

So far, unwanted
Too close, controlling
Never trusted
Never

I'm not made for this

My head can't fathom the truth
That you ended all that was good

Your eyes have grown accustom like I knew they would
To the same old picture

Always hiding
No longer seeking for help
Holding me down
Trapped, forever trapped

Your eyes have grown accustom like I knew they would
To the same old picture
Your eyes have grown accustom like I knew they would
To the same old picture

You caused my mind to fade away
Forever thinking I wasn't right

This weathered canvas, carved by tired hands