Thousand Foot Krutch
When we move We camouflage ourselves We stand in the shadows waiting We live for this and nothing more We are what you created
From in the middle of the room, She hears the conversation moving, Further from where she's going, without even knowing Now, the vibrations in the floor, Are getting closer to the door, and, Is this the way you, let your problems drift away to
Scream! When the pressure breaks me When it's too hard to see When I feel like I'm At the end of my rope One more time Scream! When the fire burns me When it's hard to break free When I feel like I'm Standing on the edge Of it all this time
