Song | For the World |
Artist | Shai Hulud |
Album | A Profound Hatred Of Man |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Poured myself out: | |
I am the empty cup | |
My hope has died away | |
And my tolerance faded. | |
How can I keep | |
Stability | |
On such shaky ground? | |
Prayers that a smile will flag me down. | |
Sadly I抳e learned there抯 no truth in comfort; | |
Well-being stems not from love. | |
Anguish proves to be my only means of solace, | |
Yet I want to be held by anyone, | |
With any arms | |
I spend another morn alone | |
In a world that rejects me. | |
A public unkind, laced with apathy. | |
This one抯 for the world: | |
I hate you. | |
Life could get no colder; | |
I抦 living out a dying cell, | |
But I can pull through. |
Poured myself out: | |
I am the empty cup | |
My hope has died away | |
And my tolerance faded. | |
How can I keep | |
Stability | |
On such shaky ground? | |
Prayers that a smile will flag me down. | |
Sadly I ni e learned there zha no truth in comfort | |
Wellbeing stems not from love. | |
Anguish proves to be my only means of solace, | |
Yet I want to be held by anyone, | |
With any arms | |
I spend another morn alone | |
In a world that rejects me. | |
A public unkind, laced with apathy. | |
This one zha for the world: | |
I hate you. | |
Life could get no colder | |
I bing living out a dying cell, | |
But I can pull through. |
Poured myself out: | |
I am the empty cup | |
My hope has died away | |
And my tolerance faded. | |
How can I keep | |
Stability | |
On such shaky ground? | |
Prayers that a smile will flag me down. | |
Sadly I nǐ e learned there zhā no truth in comfort | |
Wellbeing stems not from love. | |
Anguish proves to be my only means of solace, | |
Yet I want to be held by anyone, | |
With any arms | |
I spend another morn alone | |
In a world that rejects me. | |
A public unkind, laced with apathy. | |
This one zhā for the world: | |
I hate you. | |
Life could get no colder | |
I bǐng living out a dying cell, | |
But I can pull through. |