Lletres: Aleksander With. Other. The Other Side.

Look at my eyes, you were the first to see me cry.
Look at my hands, you know that I used to lift them high.
Look at my feet, be the first to see me fall, the first to see me fall.
Look at my knees, as I get down on the floor.
Look at me bleed, now that my dignity is gone.
Look at my back, you are the first to see me fall, the first to see me fall.
Do you realy look behind the lines?
Do you want to see me, be me, and find the man behind the lies?
Do you really want to look inside,
do you want to know what's on the other side.
Hold my hand, you are the first to see me broke.
Hear my breath, feels like I'm bounded to the show.
Feel my fear, be the first to see me fall, the first to see me fall.
Do you realy look behind the lines?
Do you want to see me, be me, and find the man behind the lies?
Do you really want to look inside,
do you want to know what's on the other side.
I've been running for a place to hide,
I've been feeding on too much pride.
Now I'm stuck here, on the other side.
I'm still running from a lost illusion, I've been jumping to the wrong conclusion.
I've been running from myself.
Do you want to see me, be me and find the man behind the lies.
Do you realy look behind the lines?
Do you want to see me, be me and find the man behind the lies?
Do you really want to look inside,
do you want to know what's on the other side.
Do you want to know whats on the other side