Soundtrack Testo

she cries as the clock strikes two and there is nothing left to say,
the soundtrack of life keeps playing in the background as I sit here
with a bottle in my hand

the silence is killing me, the silence is killing me

we are on our way, we're half way home, we're never going to make it,
we are never going to make.

you throw me down to bring me up and now I'm just starting to see, the walls are falling down and I lost my footing, and I will never say
goodbye again

the silence is killing me, the silence is killing me

we are on our way, we're half way home, we're never going to make it,
we are on our way, we're half way home, we are never going to make

she cries as the clock strikes two and there is nothing left to say

the silence is killing me, the silence is killing me

we are on our way, we're half way home, we're never going to make it,
we are on our way, we're half way home, we are never going to make