paroles de chanson For the Likes of You - Woe, Is Me

Leave me here
Biting my nails, breaking my stride
I put my faith into your desolate life
Happen so fast that I won't be afraid I won't be afraid
Three years blessed
I gave it my best, it's time to put it all to rest
Your present is my past

Through my eyes, I've seen nothing but time, forty four thousand lies
Straight from your putrid mind
High tides drag you through the decades of nights
At anguish cause you'll never know
Why loved ones who turn out your lights, seem like they care

I am an island, and you're the tides that pull at my feet
But now she's sinking in this void

Aging, forcing my nerves
Cut your chords, count your chores, stop using yourself
For fruitless scars just cut your chords

And your back will keep breaking
From this glass house, that you have created
Hear me out, your heart is too heavy, to heavy for trust
So build me a promise and take my advice a word from the wise
A fault confessed, I have redressed
She feels such unrest
So pray so fucking pray
For tonight is your last