Song | A Descent |
Artist | Born of Osiris |
Album | A Higher Place |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Buras, Canizaro, Losch ... | |
I paint these walls to block my point of interest | |
There's no escape from these thoughts this time | |
I may be hiding but what other choice do i have left? | |
My safeties are at rest | |
So now we are | |
Passing the problems off | |
And throwing issues around that can't stand to be in motion | |
So slow down and cease to a halt | |
I'm only dragging myself down | |
Down to a state of dissatisfaction | |
Stuck in the corner of sadness | |
Is there anybody there to hear the cries? | |
They turn their heads the other way | |
I will never really be content | |
This cheap joyless buss is inadequate | |
I'm choosing the solutions carefully | |
I'm resolving | |
The present location of my conscience | |
Lies deep below the foundation in me | |
Wasn't aware of the consequences facing me | |
Descending slowly to the reaches of hell | |
To strangle and suffocate myself |
zuo qu : Buras, Canizaro, Losch ... | |
I paint these walls to block my point of interest | |
There' s no escape from these thoughts this time | |
I may be hiding but what other choice do i have left? | |
My safeties are at rest | |
So now we are | |
Passing the problems off | |
And throwing issues around that can' t stand to be in motion | |
So slow down and cease to a halt | |
I' m only dragging myself down | |
Down to a state of dissatisfaction | |
Stuck in the corner of sadness | |
Is there anybody there to hear the cries? | |
They turn their heads the other way | |
I will never really be content | |
This cheap joyless buss is inadequate | |
I' m choosing the solutions carefully | |
I' m resolving | |
The present location of my conscience | |
Lies deep below the foundation in me | |
Wasn' t aware of the consequences facing me | |
Descending slowly to the reaches of hell | |
To strangle and suffocate myself |
zuò qǔ : Buras, Canizaro, Losch ... | |
I paint these walls to block my point of interest | |
There' s no escape from these thoughts this time | |
I may be hiding but what other choice do i have left? | |
My safeties are at rest | |
So now we are | |
Passing the problems off | |
And throwing issues around that can' t stand to be in motion | |
So slow down and cease to a halt | |
I' m only dragging myself down | |
Down to a state of dissatisfaction | |
Stuck in the corner of sadness | |
Is there anybody there to hear the cries? | |
They turn their heads the other way | |
I will never really be content | |
This cheap joyless buss is inadequate | |
I' m choosing the solutions carefully | |
I' m resolving | |
The present location of my conscience | |
Lies deep below the foundation in me | |
Wasn' t aware of the consequences facing me | |
Descending slowly to the reaches of hell | |
To strangle and suffocate myself |