@migu music@

I don't feel a thing walking on hot coals

No sensitivity in a fog of war

Try to unwind to enjoy the good life

But the pressure that I hold on my shoulders goes

I suspect the reason I am loved

Is because of how tight I'm holding on

Nowadays you're supposed to talk problems on and on

Whatever happened to the old-fashioned strong and silent type?

What they didn't know is once you get us in touch with our feelings

You would never hear the end, once you pull the pin

I suspect the reason I am loved

Is because of how tight I'm holding on

If I set you free, if I let go

Tell me would I still be the one you want?

Even a broken clock is right twice a day

Even a busted lock can keep a thief away

He's not the type and soldiers

Don't go to hell

It's a place reserved for the twisted and evil

Now you ask how I'm feeling

I told you then

You're gonna torture me slowly with it

I suspect the reason I am loved

Is because of how tight I'm holding on

If I set you free, if I let go

Tell me would I still be the one you want?

I am falling behind

I am falling behind

I'm falling, falling behind

Oh, I suspect the reason I am loved

I suspect the reason I am loved

If I set you free, if I let go

Tell me would I still be the one you want?