Soilwork

You're taking care of your instincts

No matter what you do

Your life could be so much better now everything is through

The demons that refused to let you go

They leave with empty hands

You got to give it a try

Don't put an end to your life

Cause that's where you choke your last sigh



Chorus:

You gotta rise with me!

Cause you're so vulnerable... me!

No need for sympathy now...

Yet so admirable... say...



Your passion for art is your well hidden cure

Cause that's where you have a plan

Escaping could be such a movement now

In your fragile heart all so true



... you'll never ever hurt yourself again!