Bottled - In Flames

I really don’t have anything to say

Just pass me by

Don’t ask me the same questions

Just deny I am there

Like the time around me

This room is filled with nothing

Fell awkward in a place with many

Leave this space to me

I channel the pain through this

The paper, the pen, your eyes

To stare into what’s next

It frightens me

No control, no reward

Still and breathless

I don’t care what’s behind

To you I look for energy

To catch my breath again

I channel the pain through this

The paper, the pen, your eyes

To stare into what’s next

It frightens me

No control, no reward

I’m in circles again

I’m in circles again

The world looks old to me

Tonight I drink myself sober

Soon this could be over

Tale a picture of the pale

New morning knocking

Feels just like always

Pen down my regrets

I reach to you again

I channel the pain through this

The paper, the pen, your eyes

To stare into what’s next

It frightens me

No control, no reward

I’m in circles again

I channel the pain through this

The paper, the pen, your eyes

To stare into what’s next

It frightens me

No control, no reward

I’m in circles again

I’m in circles again