作词 : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
After all this time of asking questions | |
Of trying to find something to quiet this soul | |
I’m left alone within my mind, into this self made hell I dwell | |
It’s not as hot as you think | |
More so dark and cold with no room to breathe | |
I’m sorry, I don’t think it’s gonna to be okay this time | |
My heart has skipped its final beat | |
(It’s beating me down) | |
Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
The glass isn’t half empty this time | |
I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
It shattered when it fell | |
And I broke to pieces | |
Each shard’s another reason | |
Another way to give up | |
This skin is so tight | |
(So tight) | |
That the air | |
(The air) | |
Can’t reach my brain | |
(My brain) | |
There is nothing telling my heart to beat any faster | |
To let me scream for help | |
I’m sorry, I don’t think it’s gonna to be okay this time | |
My heart has skipped its final beat | |
(It’s beating me down) | |
Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
The glass isn’t half empty this time | |
I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
It shattered when it fell | |
And I broke to pieces | |
Each shard’s another reason | |
Another way to give up | |
I will, never give up | |
I will, never take the easy way out | |
I will, never give up | |
I will, never take the easy way out | |
The glass isn’t half empty this time | |
I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
It shattered when it fell | |
And I broke to pieces | |
Each shard’s another reason | |
Another way to give up | |
This is | |
This is life | |
This is | |
This is struggle | |
This is | |
This is love | |
This is | |
This is war | |
This is | |
This is life | |
This is | |
This is struggle | |
This is | |
This is love | |
This is | |
This is war |
zuo ci : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
After all this time of asking questions | |
Of trying to find something to quiet this soul | |
I' m left alone within my mind, into this self made hell I dwell | |
It' s not as hot as you think | |
More so dark and cold with no room to breathe | |
I' m sorry, I don' t think it' s gonna to be okay this time | |
My heart has skipped its final beat | |
It' s beating me down | |
Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
It shattered when it fell | |
And I broke to pieces | |
Each shard' s another reason | |
Another way to give up | |
This skin is so tight | |
So tight | |
That the air | |
The air | |
Can' t reach my brain | |
My brain | |
There is nothing telling my heart to beat any faster | |
To let me scream for help | |
I' m sorry, I don' t think it' s gonna to be okay this time | |
My heart has skipped its final beat | |
It' s beating me down | |
Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
It shattered when it fell | |
And I broke to pieces | |
Each shard' s another reason | |
Another way to give up | |
I will, never give up | |
I will, never take the easy way out | |
I will, never give up | |
I will, never take the easy way out | |
The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
It shattered when it fell | |
And I broke to pieces | |
Each shard' s another reason | |
Another way to give up | |
This is | |
This is life | |
This is | |
This is struggle | |
This is | |
This is love | |
This is | |
This is war | |
This is | |
This is life | |
This is | |
This is struggle | |
This is | |
This is love | |
This is | |
This is war |
zuò cí : Jacobs, Miguel, Saller ... | |
After all this time of asking questions | |
Of trying to find something to quiet this soul | |
I' m left alone within my mind, into this self made hell I dwell | |
It' s not as hot as you think | |
More so dark and cold with no room to breathe | |
I' m sorry, I don' t think it' s gonna to be okay this time | |
My heart has skipped its final beat | |
It' s beating me down | |
Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
It shattered when it fell | |
And I broke to pieces | |
Each shard' s another reason | |
Another way to give up | |
This skin is so tight | |
So tight | |
That the air | |
The air | |
Can' t reach my brain | |
My brain | |
There is nothing telling my heart to beat any faster | |
To let me scream for help | |
I' m sorry, I don' t think it' s gonna to be okay this time | |
My heart has skipped its final beat | |
It' s beating me down | |
Onto the floor, that must mean that the pills are working | |
The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
It shattered when it fell | |
And I broke to pieces | |
Each shard' s another reason | |
Another way to give up | |
I will, never give up | |
I will, never take the easy way out | |
I will, never give up | |
I will, never take the easy way out | |
The glass isn' t half empty this time | |
I smashed it on the ground a long, long time ago | |
It shattered when it fell | |
And I broke to pieces | |
Each shard' s another reason | |
Another way to give up | |
This is | |
This is life | |
This is | |
This is struggle | |
This is | |
This is love | |
This is | |
This is war | |
This is | |
This is life | |
This is | |
This is struggle | |
This is | |
This is love | |
This is | |
This is war |