Trauma

By Renard

On Trauma

Released on April 23, 2009

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Today I show my face and whispers turn to screams

Visions of what might have been and what will never be

Today I show my face and whispers turn to screams

Visions of what might have been and what will never be

Get up, come on, get down with the sickness

Get up, come on, get down with the sickness

Get up, come on, get down with the sickness

Get up, come on, get down with the sickness

Get up, come on, get down with the sickness

Get up, come on, get down with the sickness

Today I show my face and whispers turn to screams

Visions of what might have been and what will never be

Today I show my face and whispers turn to screams

Visions of what might have been and what will never be

Today I show my face and whispers turn to screams

Visions of what might have been and what will never be

I'm not insane, I'm not insane

I'm not insane, I'm not, not insane

(Mother) Come back to me, it's almost easy

(Said it all) Come back again, it's almost easy

I'm not insane, I'm not insane

I'm not insane, I'm not, not insane

(Mother) Come back to me, it's almost easy

(Said it all) Come back again, it's almost easy

I'm not insane, I'm not insane

I'm not insane, I'm not, not insane

(Mother) Come back to me, it's almost easy

(Said it all) Come back again, it's almost easy

I'm not insane, I'm not insane

I'm not insane, I'm not, not insane

(Mother) Come back to me, it's almost easy

(Said it all) Come back again, it's almost easy