Текст песни: Dirty Money. Far From Home - EP. Between Bottles.

This tension keeps me turning
With this conscience barely thinking
Sometimes it's hard for me to believe
That I'm the only one that's wrong
And there's no reason left
No reason left to to be strong

When a heartbeat is barely lurking
And the lights are slightly fading
I've realized, realized, what I've done
I wish someone could save me
From not waking, waking with the sun

We know, things are changing all around us
Our lives, constantly re-aranging
So we scream, till our voice goes hoarse
With our lungs, bleeding profusely
We hold onto life, oh so loosely!

They would never understand!
(No you could never understand)