Song | Play The Tune Or Die |
Artist | Killing the Dream |
Album | Killing the Dream |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
It all breaks down. | |
I’m not giving up tonight. | |
Let’s call this giving in. | |
I’m going down and | |
I’m so sick of fighting. | |
So tired from another dreamless sleep. | |
Afraid to try again. | |
Afraid I’ll see the truth, a half-hearted war for nothing. | |
I’ve got nothing to gain. | |
Four walls crack as blood runs down broken hands. | |
Another broken thought goes unsaid as | |
I lay still. | |
I’m still the only one who sees. | |
Indifference is a gift from time, slowly taking over. | |
This bottle’s almost dry. | |
The car is skidding and | |
I can’t feel the wheel. | |
So we’ll just wait, and we’ll scream. | |
We’ll scream but no one will hear. | |
So save your breath. | |
Just save your breath. | |
My words come out twisted, mangled, and coated in broken glass. | |
It hurts as much to say as | |
I know it does to hear, but | |
I don’t think | |
I care anymore. |
It all breaks down. | |
I' m not giving up tonight. | |
Let' s call this giving in. | |
I' m going down and | |
I' m so sick of fighting. | |
So tired from another dreamless sleep. | |
Afraid to try again. | |
Afraid I' ll see the truth, a halfhearted war for nothing. | |
I' ve got nothing to gain. | |
Four walls crack as blood runs down broken hands. | |
Another broken thought goes unsaid as | |
I lay still. | |
I' m still the only one who sees. | |
Indifference is a gift from time, slowly taking over. | |
This bottle' s almost dry. | |
The car is skidding and | |
I can' t feel the wheel. | |
So we' ll just wait, and we' ll scream. | |
We' ll scream but no one will hear. | |
So save your breath. | |
Just save your breath. | |
My words come out twisted, mangled, and coated in broken glass. | |
It hurts as much to say as | |
I know it does to hear, but | |
I don' t think | |
I care anymore. |
It all breaks down. | |
I' m not giving up tonight. | |
Let' s call this giving in. | |
I' m going down and | |
I' m so sick of fighting. | |
So tired from another dreamless sleep. | |
Afraid to try again. | |
Afraid I' ll see the truth, a halfhearted war for nothing. | |
I' ve got nothing to gain. | |
Four walls crack as blood runs down broken hands. | |
Another broken thought goes unsaid as | |
I lay still. | |
I' m still the only one who sees. | |
Indifference is a gift from time, slowly taking over. | |
This bottle' s almost dry. | |
The car is skidding and | |
I can' t feel the wheel. | |
So we' ll just wait, and we' ll scream. | |
We' ll scream but no one will hear. | |
So save your breath. | |
Just save your breath. | |
My words come out twisted, mangled, and coated in broken glass. | |
It hurts as much to say as | |
I know it does to hear, but | |
I don' t think | |
I care anymore. |