Тексты песен «Dead Poetic»

Do we have the time to lay The line between true life and you in mine I want to reel it back before the day When simplicity was washed away Then like modern morbid prophecies fulfilled Like biting on these bitter...

With my back to the wall, you've somehow pinned me up against Fingernails in the palms of these tightly clenched fists And I'm somewhere in between a held tongue and a curse Or I could keep it inside and hide it, in...

Feeling low, like I'm ready crack and slowly moving from bending to breaking. I stay diluted to avoid the pain, but I give her more than she can take. I'm only killing the only haven, the still asylum I haven't...

Feeling low, like I’m ready crack and slowly moving from bending to breaking. I stay diluted to avoid the pain, but I give her more than she can take. I’m only killing the only haven, the still asylum I haven’t...

You sure sold your soul for an ounce of attention Gaining the world and demanding affection Will you ever be pleased with your own skin? Will you ever refuse what they're asking? You can't hide your insecurities...

These are the words that tear you apart And these are the words that take you away And these are just words, they'll tear you apart When no one here will say what needs to say New medicines should ease this pain...

I see your eyes, x-ray my insides You're screaming death to me, waiting for me to die I see your eyes, x-ray my insides The rock star autopsy, you need what used to be I see your eyes, x-ray my insides A stubborn...

I see your eyes x-ray my insides. You?e screaming death to me, waiting for me to die. I see your eyes x-ray my insides. The rockstar autopsy. You need what used to be. I see your eyes x-ray my insides. A stubborn...

Paint the lines on perfect eyes That circle the object Of my sincere affection My undivided attention Lie where you won't see Yourself in that way And we'll ride to somewhere All we are is paralyzed From the...

Pretty, pretty, she looks so needy She's calm in the face But she's never forgetting every other time I've been Angry, raging, clenched up hands But I know better than to mix you in my Raging cycle in this unstable...

I'm only patient enough To please the masses for so long My brittle arms cannot hold Up all the walls in this falling tomb I'm only caring enough (Drowning in expectation) To love oppressors for so long Until I...

In this sinless city, we wear calluses on our hands From empty vain hand-shaking, we see the guilt has rise again And all will fall with or without our good will So we fool them all, who pray for those who never will...

Your tradition, I'm getting so sick of creating Your tradition, this music to please you Your tradition, the way it used to be Your tradition is the very thing that blinds you That's why you can't see my God move...

Take this breath for me because I cannot bear to do it alone Pray this prayer for me because I have no strength to go on You wont understand me And I wont I understand completely You don't know what its like...

Let it burn in your eyes, your cover is blown this time and you know But you know this was gonna happen and you could taste the red hands And like the flies, you'll eat the worst of everything But you know this was...

These words roll of my tongue like second nature But I'm far from my womb, and you know I'm far from you So when do I come back to you? Was this already written or have I fallen so far? I can't tell the light from...

The corporate beast has got me And I've fallen in the trap This beast it feeds on me And I'm never coming back You've sucked the truth out of me Abolished honesty I can't escape, it's got me Independence dying...

So after all, you needed more than a death threat fall You needed more, and I let you fall Into the coffin with your floor-dropped jaw And I remember you aspiration, your dream to fit in But it's gone, and they're...

To me, you were just dead weight A diluted filter blurring the color away From what this used to be Or, or what it could have been But nothing's changed I still see you as a toxin I still see you as the same...

It's a deep, red wound, enough to stare It's a beautiful rose and everyone's aware You squeeze it tight enough to bleed But suicide's something we'd rather not mention here In our beautiful world of saving face So...