Pile of Heads - The Art of Suffering Тексты

All of the time
I just feel so helpless
Feel so all alone
And every night
I sense myself slipping
Away from what I know

All this time we wait for nothing
All these tears we cried in vain
At least I tried to save us
At least I tried to save us
At least I killed myself to save you

All this time we wait for nothing
And in the end it's still the sameAt least I tried to save us
At least I tried to save us
At least I killed myself to save you

All of the time
I just feel so helpless
Feel so all alone
And every night
I sense myself slipping
Away from what I know
All this time
Wasted dreaming of
What never could have been

And all I do
It becomes you
Won't you kill me
Won't you kill me now
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