08 All That I've Become
4:56
Written and performed by Arto Hietala
Clean Blood Music
Produced, mixed and mastered by Will Fakapany Song Jr III
2023 remaster
Twiittaa
Kappaleen sanat
The news almost came in yesterday
I got too close to the other side
You play with fire long enough
I thought it'd stop hurting after a while
and I wonder how many more lives I still got
The voices in my head are just too loud
Sometimes you can't get through 'em
I pray for a second without a sound
But it's all in vain and I know it
and I wonder what more the voices have to say
They secretly hold on tight to the fears, as I disappear
They're all unfolding now, full of anger, rage and grief
Their emptiness and pride show little or no relief
And I can't believe you're still beside me
After all that I've become
There's no second chance cause I abused the first
and was made an example
When too many choices turn out to be the worst
It's more than I could handle
And I wonder how much love can people fake
It's hard to say some things aloud
it's even harder to take them in
Well, bad singing makes things seem more vague
and you know I always mastered it
And I wonder how much more can you take
We secretly hold on tight to the fears, as I disappear
They're all unfolding now, full of anger, rage and grief
Their emptiness and pride show little or no relief
And I can't believe you're still beside me
After all that I've become
All that I've become
I got too close to the other side
You play with fire long enough
I thought it'd stop hurting after a while
and I wonder how many more lives I still got
The voices in my head are just too loud
Sometimes you can't get through 'em
I pray for a second without a sound
But it's all in vain and I know it
and I wonder what more the voices have to say
They secretly hold on tight to the fears, as I disappear
They're all unfolding now, full of anger, rage and grief
Their emptiness and pride show little or no relief
And I can't believe you're still beside me
After all that I've become
There's no second chance cause I abused the first
and was made an example
When too many choices turn out to be the worst
It's more than I could handle
And I wonder how much love can people fake
It's hard to say some things aloud
it's even harder to take them in
Well, bad singing makes things seem more vague
and you know I always mastered it
And I wonder how much more can you take
We secretly hold on tight to the fears, as I disappear
They're all unfolding now, full of anger, rage and grief
Their emptiness and pride show little or no relief
And I can't believe you're still beside me
After all that I've become
All that I've become
