Текст песни Coffin Bearer - The Gloom In The Corner
I
won't
give
in
To
the
voice
in
my
head
He's
telling
me
everyone
in
this
room
is
dead
They
just
don't
know
it
yet
I
watch
the
spiders
dance
on
the
ceiling
Weaving
me
a
rope
to
numb
the
feeling
Of
feeling
dead
inside
I
think
I've
lost
my
mind
Drowning
down
the
vomit
With
a
bottle
of
mineral
turpentine
I
feel
constricted
by
the
rope
It
reminds
me
that
I'm
all
alone
With
death's
hands
wrapped
around
my
throat
Just
let
me
die
Another
nail
to
my
fucking
coffin
Take
me
to
meet
my
maker
You
know
you
want
to
You
know
you
need
to
Let
me
out
to
play
so
I
can
feed
you
I
feel
the
hate
rise
within
me
It
wants
me
dead
and
won't
stop
at
nothing
Like
cyanide,
tainted
thoughts
Scrawled
across
the
walls
So
come
and
get
me
I
like
to
feel
obscene
I
wanna
die
like
my
heroes
Like
what
I
see
on
my
TV
screen
Do
you
feel
pretty
now
You're
lookin'
a
little
bit
green
Turning
white
Like
a
plate
made
out
of
porcelain
Death
bringer,
bring
me
judgement
Let
me
die
so
I
can
start
again
Like
cyanide,
I
feel
like
I
fit
in
Just
another
nail
to
my
fucking
coffin
I
can
feel
it
stuck
in
the
back
of
my
teeth
The
more
I
think
the
more
I
feel
uncertainty
Of
holding
on
to
my
sanity
I
hate
now
what
I've
become
I
can
feel
stuck
in
the
back
of
my
mind
The
loose
end
that's
lost
the
concept
of
time
It's
bringing
me
to
my
knees
so
Save
me
before
I
come
undone
I'm
a
disease
Drenched
in
melancholy
Everyone
wants
me
dead
Suffering
from
what's
in
my
head
I've
never
felt
this
before
This
pain
that
I
adore
Stop
me
god
before
I
Lose
control
I
was
once
what
put
down
the
monsters
And
now
I've
become
one
I'm
the
bump
in
the
night
you're
afraid
of
And
so
you
should
be
Gloom:
I'm
sick
and
twisted,
a
ballistic
psychotic
mess
I'm
past
my
time
and
I'm
okay
with
that
But
I'll
be
damned
if
I
go
down
like
this
You
can't
fix
this
damaged
mess
That's
how
it's
always
be
I'll
bet
you'll
listen
when
I
mark
your
shallow
grave
Jay:
This
is
what's
become
of
me.
I'm
walking
death
in
a
human
vessel
I
can
feel
it
stuck
in
the
back
of
my
teeth
The
more
I
think
the
more
I
feel
uncertainty
Of
holding
on
to
my
sanity
I
hate
what
I've
become
I
can
feel
it
stuck
in
the
back
of
my
mind
The
loose
end
that's
lost
the
concept
of
time
It's
bringing
me
to
my
knees
so
Save
me
before
I
come
undone
I've
come
undone
I've
come
undone
I've
come
undone
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