Letras: Threshold. Wireless (Acoustic Sessions). Conceal the Face.

her memory still hangs over me
and over me she kneels
i cannot find a constancy in anything i feel
i do not have words to say
how much of me she takes
but i could live forever
on the food of love she bakes

conceal the face i've worn
conceal the face i've worn
conceal the face i've worn
conceal the face i've worn

she looks at me and i can see
the hatred in her eyes
i left her once but now i know
i'm going to have to try
you and i cannot be real
no matter what we take
my ego now is miniscule
and life and love are fake

conceal the face i've worn
conceal the face i've worn
conceal the face i've worn
conceal the face i've worn