I've been too close to the well I've been hanging over pain I saw the faces of our faults Whispering softly to our souls Sometimes I can see the future And there's a crack in the wall We're part of some kinda addiction Locked up in the chains of love What parts of us are wrong illusions Into what reflection Can we hold on? Rolling onto my own sins Sighing on the neon stars Cold cold kisses on the rocks Warmthy hope to my guts Sometimes I can see the future And there's a crack in the wall We're part of some kinda addiction Locked up in the chains of love What parts of us are wrong illusions Into what reflection Can we hold on?