paroles de chanson Nyc - Painted faces

Raining down here on my pillow, happiness is lost
Surrounded by an empty space, where sanity once was
Echoes of my heart, beating now and falling off the chart
Praying for a miracle, the sun is rising up
Losing all control is not, an option for me now
Heaven is a cloud, face is on and walls are going up

Painted faces, sitting in the same familiar places
Always talking to the sun
Trapped in motion, lost in illusion of commotion
Life is still but it's begun

Pulsing to a rhythm, that's been set but what's allowed
Reaching out for something else, but melt into the crowd
Echoes of my mind, racing now but falling to the ground

Painted faces, sitting in the same familiar places
Always talking to the sun
Trapped in motion, lost in illusion of commotion
Life is still but it's begun

Painted faces, sitting in the same familiar places
Always talking to the sun
Trapped in motion, lost in illusion of commotion
Life is still but it's begun