Four A.M. two hours to go
I´m wearing out a lonely glow.
I miss you more than I could know.
Here I am, here I am,
won´t you get me?

I´ve got my hands on redemption´s side
Whose scars are bigger than these doubts of mine.
I´ll fit all of these monstrosities inside
and I´ll come alive.

With my fist down at your feet
I was running out of mysteries
Insecure and incomplete, here I am, here I am,
won´t you get me?

My fears have worn me out
My fears have worn me out
My fears have worn me, worn me.