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I will sing these songs to consummate my pain
so that I can sleep at night with another sword in my heart.
because if I kill my pain, then I kill my happiness as well.
I am alive when I am bleeding out.
So put away all those mindless distractions,
because I cannot take them any more.
I must embrace the truth
that I am drained from overflowing
and now lie empty on the ground.
All I have left to give is myself
and I know that is a poor gift.
What good is a glass without its substance?
It is a worthless and discarded thing.
So, I am hollow and abandoned,
like that bar past town just after dawn,
when I am the only one left inside.
I am nothing and I must face that ghost.
Yeah yeah, I know we all walk into our private traps.
but I think that maybe I was born into mine.
So play Le Symphony Eroica and watch
as I attempt to bite and scratch and claw my way out.
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