Mantis
de Half Me
Everything we've lost was a sacrifice
An invitation to a dance on the strings of life
Fucked up a life
Doing my time for this
Going to war with myself
Now I want to resign to the fact you were boarding a train called suicide
I can feel the itch that was screwing your mind
Feeling God damn guilty
Feeling guilty and alone
Coldblooded notion, so sublime
Illuminate the words you could never find
Claustrophobic design, glowing analogue white
There is no occasion or time that's right
Toxic indoctrination to keep my head strong
It took me 8 fucking years to admit I was wrong
I've playing the victim for far too long
It took me 8 fucking years to admit I was wrong
A parting of ways
I'm counting the days
Eight fucking years
Years of disdain
Digging out what's buried deep inside of this hole
Boiling blood, still scared of how deep it goes
I guess you're laughing at me, at least at how I've been
Underlining my life's sarcastic theme
Self-righteous ego laying underneath
Can't imagine the silence that brought you to your knees
Imagine the silence
That brought you to your knees
Sorry for the passing of years and seasons
I didn't want you to die
I'm still here considering all of the reasons
But now I understand why
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