They started by taking his relatives Then searched for his hopes and dreams Broke him by the roots they let him suffer Made sure he'd be the last recover But didn't count with the ones standing by his side Carried him through the worst and made sure his tears dried
The wounds you left were frighteningly deep Their voices hunted me in my rare dreams (I can barely) Stop taking away what I need They make my heart able to beat
What he asked was so simple but still you're not able to understand Using them as your shield is so recreant make better plans
In the end you will stay alone With no one to call your own Restitch this heart you have torn
The wounds you left were frighteningly deep Their voices hunted me in my rare dreams (I can barely) Stop taking away what I need They make my heart able to beat
(Give them back! I need them now!) (I need their voices to breathe, I need them with me) (My life is worthless without them! Give them back)