You've got no reasons for the things you said
but you can't keep your feelings to yourself
and I can't find an answer to this emptiness
no I can't find an answer
and I wish that I was dead
I never dreamt I'd hear your echo pounding in my head
and though the tears have dried
I'm ripped insideI'll say I'm feeling fine
but what's the use
when nothing could be further from the truth
oh where will I find comfort
strength to live again
If there's a god above then how could he desert a friend
because I feel so tired
and ripped insideAnd though the tears have dried
I'm ripped insideYou'll ached for me when your hands are tied
you'll wish you lived in another time
and if you're thinking the pain subsides
there's no place to hide
when you're ripped insideThere is no meaning in the things you did
and you might still go round denying it
If you could live that hour again would you resist?
or was I just another victim innocently picked?
Was I carefully selected or the next one on the list?
to be cut down to size
and rippped insideI've got nowhere to hide
I'm ripped insideI've got nowhere to hide
I'm ripped insideand though the tears have dried
I'm ripped insideI've got nowhere to hide
Songwriters
BECK, JOHN ROBERT/HUGHES, JOHN/ARCHER, TASMIN ANGELAPublished by
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