Dying Lyrics - Singles - Stygma Iv

Nobody is really save 

Nobody is really brave 

No one is really kind 

The evil always hides inside 

We are nocturnal beings 

We own sinister feelings 

We all can be victims of random aggressions 

At the daily horror show 

I hear on my radio 

Brutality is where I stand 

And where I go 

I feel like dying 

I am rotting from inside 

No one hears my crying 

In this world of hypocrisy 

Phobia is awaiting me 

Phobia is awaiting me 

We hide the darkness 

Of our souls 

A friendly smile 

Is all we show 

Under the surface 

Of our kind faces 

All childhood wounds 

Have left their traces 

At the daily horror show 

I hear on my radio 

Brutality is where I stand 

And where I go 

I feel like dying 

I am rotting from inside 

No one hears my crying 

In this world of hypocrisy 

I feel like dying 

I am rotting from inside 

No one hears my crying 

In this world of hypocrisy 

I try to hide from society 

I see through their conspiracy 

Of violence 

I am afraid of physical pain 

Imaginations of hurt is what I can't stand 

What I can't stand 

Nobody is really save 

Nobody is really brave 

No one is really kind 

The evil always hides in mind 

I feel like dying 

I am rotting from inside 

No one hears my crying 

In this world of hypocrisy 

I feel like dying 

I am rotting from inside 

No one hears my crying 

In this world of hypocrisy 

I feel like dying 

I am rotting from inside 

No one hears my crying 

In this world of hypocrisy 

Phobia is calling me