Drawn back, unresigned
Blacked out from all the abuse
The firewater
The rains is pouring out the window
And it will testify
I fell the rain drops on me
I cannot sleep, I cannot rest
Eyes wide open, they're coming
All the noises timed
Timed with my heart beats
Makes it hard to focus and this lucid conviction
This feeling, I'm being watched
It's been too many nights
In the fainting light
I listen
I hear the whispers
I hear the whispers
The voice enunciating my fate
Shouting my irrelevant story
The plot and its ending in this endless flow
My limbs numbed, detached
I struggle to possess my own self
I ache and fear
The sound of the slow pace music
I'm fighting for the last chances to sleep
I'm fighting for the last chances to sleep
Last chances to sleep
It's been...
Too many nights
Too many nights
Too many nights
It's been...
Too many nights
The discomfort speech
Drilling my spine
High-pitch dissonance tearing in
Feeding back
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