The words stain my tongue, oh what have i done? Written by those fingers, like pens and with this diminished resolve written by those fingers, like pens
silhouette foot prints trail behind leading to where i stand, staring at this magnificent before me. My feet drowned in frigid grass and my shoes by a work bench. I am the architect of my own demise
This is my choice, this is my home and this is the end
this is my life, this is my home, this i my choice and this is my place
What have i done? Left on my own Left with nothing, except my new home
and I'll sink away, never seen again, I've come to the end, I've come to the end
I built this castle for myself, so i may always dwell in it. Left with my agony and defeat. But with no regrets, like a beating from a stick For i built this castle brick by brick
brick by brick, I built this castle brick by brick _____________________________________________ http://vk.com/emo_translations?w=wall-76093803_167