Show me how to live
Nothing's happening in my world silence has made it her home; In the struck of lighting something caves my heart is alive after all; Show me your sleeve Show me its real I don't want surprises; What is your motive an inters in me is feeling kind of wasted; Show me how to live; Always seeking advice around the room when no one else is listening; Putting face of stupid acting smart is not the way to pool it of; Show me your sleeve Show me its real I don't want surprises; What is your motive an inters in me is feeling kind of wasted; Show me how to live; Sometimes it's clearer than now; Times I can open up my eyes; And sometimes it stings sometimes it hurts; 