Tekstovi: Asteria. Other. You Could Be My Mona Lisa.

So tonight your hopes fall

And break the molds of fate

Your tear ducts run dry

You're bleeding all this paint

So take back your lies

And hold them all inside

Just tell me the truth

At least for just one night



I can't sleep at all tonight (Just look back on your life) (Your taste your touch)

It seems like strings are holding up my eyes (And realize all your friends were right) (Your face your everything)

And all this time (What were you thinking) (Your everything)

Where was your head?



Well it seems you're all wrong

'Cause nothing is ok

And your throat is inflamed

Screaming out your pain

So swallow this pill

And wash it down with pride

And no more re-writes

'Cause this is our last page



I can't sleep at all tonight (Just look back on your life) (Your taste your touch)

It seems like strings are holding up my eyes (And realize all your friends were right) (Your face your everything)

And all this time (What were you thinking) (Your everything)

Where was your head?