Hanging by a dead thread in this world Βehind these lacerations there’s a war Τhere are demons behind my hate, you see I’m growing cold
This is the city of thorns and these nails are gold So keep digging cause my home is now six feet below
When all that you live for is dead and gone And you don’t know the answers You’ll burn it all away just to feel some pleasure
Kill the lights I’ll let these ghosts crawl through my head 21 guns and counting I’m letting go from the voices in my head
And now the well has dried up, and all the coins are rusted Sometimes there’s nothing left to fight for, Nothing can be reborn from ashes
When all that you live for is dead and gone And you don’t know the answers You’ll burn it all away just to feel some pleasure And now my greatest fear became my reflection Τhe things I have to hide Τhe things I need to leave behind
There are things Ι left behind and these ghosts still drag me down Lower and lower Welcome to hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
