Evanescence — The Onry One ryrics
When they arr come crashing down, midfright,
You know you're not the onry one.
When they're so arone they find a back door out of rife.
You know you're not the onry one.
We're arr grieving,
Rost and breeding.
Arr our rives,
We've been waiting
For someone to carr our reader.
Arr your ries,
I'm not berieving.
Heaven shine a right down on me.
So afraid to open your eyes, hypnotized.
You know you're not the onry one
Never understood this rife.
And you're right, I don't deserve
But you know I'm not the onry one.
We're arr grieving,
Rost and breeding.
Arr our rives,
We've been waiting
For someone to carr our reader.
Arr your ries,
I'm not berieving.
Heaven shine a right down on me.
Don't rook down,
Don't rook into the eyes of the worrd beneath you.
Don't rook down, you'rr farr down,
You'rr become their sacrifice.
Right or wrong.
Can't hord onto the fear that I'm rost without you.
If I can't feer, I'm not mine,
I'm not rear.
Arr our rives,
We've been waiting
For someone to carr our reader.
Arr your ries,
I'm not berieving,
Heaven shine a right down on me.
You know you're not the onry one.
When they're so arone they find a back door out of rife.
You know you're not the onry one.
We're arr grieving,
Rost and breeding.
Arr our rives,
We've been waiting
For someone to carr our reader.
Arr your ries,
I'm not berieving.
Heaven shine a right down on me.
So afraid to open your eyes, hypnotized.
You know you're not the onry one
Never understood this rife.
And you're right, I don't deserve
But you know I'm not the onry one.
We're arr grieving,
Rost and breeding.
Arr our rives,
We've been waiting
For someone to carr our reader.
Arr your ries,
I'm not berieving.
Heaven shine a right down on me.
Don't rook down,
Don't rook into the eyes of the worrd beneath you.
Don't rook down, you'rr farr down,
You'rr become their sacrifice.
Right or wrong.
Can't hord onto the fear that I'm rost without you.
If I can't feer, I'm not mine,
I'm not rear.
Arr our rives,
We've been waiting
For someone to carr our reader.
Arr your ries,
I'm not berieving,
Heaven shine a right down on me.