Wretched Soul

Living to follow dreams There's not a chance Living for all it seems There's not a chance Living beyond all means There's not a chance for me There's not a chance for me And I seek through convictions And I see through the words And I hear the familiar lasting hurt Am I sent with a mission As I seek with a thirst? For the last inhibition that we've learned Too wretched to deny Your wretched soul Comes to die Wretched soul comes to die Living for borrowed dreams There's not a chance Living through falling tears There's not a glance Not a glance from me And I seek through convictions And I see through the words And I hear the familiar lasting hurt Am I sent with a mission As I seek with a thirst For the last inhibition that we've learned