Текст песни Isaiah - Pastel

With the angels is where I lay
Shot by light, but who's to blame?
And in the flash, I saw your face
You left flowers upon my grave

Now envision me droppin' to my knees
Arms out wide, I beg, I plead
Wash the sin, wash it all off me
So in Heaven, my soul can roam free

I can feel nothing more
In this life that I suffer for
You're on my time, get back to yours
You need to find the man who cures

Put me up against the wall
And strip me to my bones

Now that I've gone, I've gone to stay
Empty and cold, I stand with no shame
Life you learn is all a game
And you've got no choice but to play

And I know you feel my pain
When the door shuts in your face
When the clouds decide to rain
When you just know it ain't your day

I can feel nothing more
In this life that I suffer for
You're on my time, get back to yours
You need to find the man who cures

Put me up against the wall
And strip me to my bones
Put me up against the wall
And strip me to my bones

So I can feel nothing more
So I can feel nothing more
Keep on dragging me down
I keep on turning around
Keep on dragging me down
I keep on turning around

So I can feel nothing more
In this life that I suffer for
You're on my time, get back to yours
You need to find the man who cures
In this life we suffer for