This unfaithful echo's deep inside Sometimes inaccessible and hidden behind walls Thin and unexpected (totally transparent) A fake dissection, and now I turn away Painful wounds that never heal, I feel them Fear the sentence I'll receive The scars run deep Though I keep on searching for some answers in the void Never seem to realize it's easy to move on I deal with my soul (memories of sorrow) Shameless and shallow, and now I turn away Painful wounds that never heal, I feel them Fear the sentence I'll receive The scars run deep