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I hate to come home getting tired from work When nobody's waiting for me I hate these four walls, These empty cold walls Gassing like strangers at me I hate killing time With those movies or crimes and silly love songs on the radio I'm in doubt about me I feel of closing the chains And madness starts eating my brains 365 nights Horrifying crystal gloom nights I want out, I want out, out of this place Oh, whoa-oh 365 nights Visions of woundering heights I want out, I want out and run away I'll fade on this earth, being lonely by birth When nobody answers my thoughts I am, I'm alone With no one on the phone This can be only my fault I cry tears of rage I'm shut up in a cage I need a real friend to open my door Man I'm longing for nights Stop all fears and no fights In three-hundred sixty five nights 365 nights Horrifying crystal gloom nights I want out, I want out, out of this place Oh, whoa-oh 365 nights Visions of woundering heights I want out, I want out and run away 365 nights Horrifying crystal gloom nights I want out, I want out, out of this place Oh, whoa-oh 365 nights Visions of woundering heights I want out, I want out and run away |