Testo di Cold Lungs

Finding light at the end of the tunnel. Finding hope in pits of despair. But i am blinded. But i am not one to be found. I am not one to be found. There is nothing to find. Just another broken home. Just another lost child. Just another lie told. I walk these streets. Broken, beaten all alone. I walk these streets. Broken, beaten all alone. I am lost. But i don't want to be found. I'm lost and i don't want to be found. Broken beaten. All alone.