Today I can't believe, what yesterday was truth.
I can't remember me, and I can't trust in you.
The unrelenting doubt, I struggle to comprehend.
But who here can I turn to, when my pain won't end?
I'm disassembled,
Deconstructed, decomposed.
No one here to trust in,
My soul without it's host.
I'm disassembled,
Deconstructed, decomposed.
My soul without it's host.
What once was lie is truth, what once was fake is real.
I see the face in the mirror, but my pain the face conceals.
Every thought is questioned, every tongue around denied.
For any truth they offer, is blanketed in lies.
I'm disassembled,
Deconstructed, decomposed.
No one here to trust in,
My soul without a host.
I'm disassembled,
Deconstructed, decomposed.
My soul without it's host.
'disassembled' copyright 1998 E.N.S. music. all rights reserved.