Searching for a mode and for a method
What's he thinking and what the fuck is he saying?
And does it matter anyway?
"Never again" I begin to think,
as the liquid seeps in and the agony escapes my lungs
The simple concept of trust
You can't take back some mistakes
You've come to see me, now I know that my life must end
And while I may be forgotten, there will be no forgiveness
You've come to see me, now I know that my life must end
Searching for mode or motivation what was I thinking?
Dreaming in dog years
And though I may be forgotten, there will be no forgiveness
You've come to see me, now I know that my life must end
Be it seven seconds or seven years,
it doesn't matter when you're dreaming in dog years
Just like the kiss that condemned christ,
it was such a pity to throw what we had away Dreaming
Now, I'm not afraid to die
Just like the kiss that condemned christ, what a pity
You threw it all away Dog years
Now I'm not afraid to die
There's nothing left Dreaming
Splitting headaches and random thoughtswhat matters anyways?
Hypertension? Diabetes?
I had it all, now I can't feel my legs
I heard the metal clank, and Guy just sold out good ole' Bud
And it's not gonna be alright
And it's not going to be "ok"