Тексты песен «Underoath»

these fingers so frail paint in my mind scars down the back of my eyes death walks with me alone tonight the coldness whispers it's almost near rest for soon it will be over years flash before my and i understand why...

Someone has sown me shut and tied me to a bed They locked me up, locked me up, oh God This is where they all throw me to the wolves Dragged behind and trampled on I can't keep clawing at the jaws of hell The silence is...

Someone has sown me shut And tied me to a bed They locked me up, locked me up Oh, God! This is where they all Throw me to the wolves Dragged behind and trampled on I can't keep clawing at the jaws of hell The silence is...

In the end we tend to think of how it began I could never explain the picture it painted And how it made me feel Now we see this emotion The light centered and overlooked You want to see me disappear Well, so do I,...

So hold your head up high and know It's not the end of the road Walk down this beaten path before You pack your things and head home At the end of the road You'll find what you've been longing for You'll find what...

Good God, if Your song leaves our lips If Your work leaves our hands Then we will be wanderers and vagabonds They will stare and say how empty we are How the freedom we had turned us up as dead men Let us be cold, make...

I took this picture in the dark Spinning in lights 'till I fell apart So turn it away, turn it away You don't know what I've seen The youth is hollow and so are we They gave it away, gave it away This is what it feels...

[Verse 1] Everyday is numb Oh I hold my tongue Nothing's gonna bring me hope, no I'm hanging on Tunnel with the lights turned off Oh, I know you're near Or drawing me like a moth no I'm closer to your flame It's harder...

the day i left you was the worst mistake i ever made was ready to become something i didn't need you dragging me down thought your love just wasn't enough my hair combed, nice shoes tied tight was ready to conquer life...

I lay as this sacrifice to this unholy altar The evil inside Satan; Satan sit and watch me die Demented screams, tortured beings, where's your hope, where's your smile, there was none Life of lies gone, gone no more So...

Just drifting along with the world Every motion is paranoid and paralyzing Give it up or give em hope Let us all survive the wake We, we're a race, a human race Under the glass, behind it all Watch us crawl, watch us...

When I had nothing else left, you were there. I just want to say that right now, right this second. There is someone getting killed. Rather it be in a car accident, a sucide, an abortoin, Someone is dying everyday for...

I thought you'd come back At least I prayed (so I prayed) The romance has been dead for years (The romance is dead, the romance is dead, you'd come back) But I've been too afraid To dig the grave (so I prayed) Relief,...

I thought you'd come back, at least I prayed So I prayed The romance has been dead Romance is dead, the romance is dead For years You come back But I've been too afraid to dig the grave So I prayed Relief support never...

We are nothing, they own our lives Just a statue of a stain in time Spinning in circles got left behind We were all warned this would happen But the words just rang in our ears Machines built by machines built by...

You consider me the young apprentice Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes. Hypnotized by you if I should linger Staring at the ring around your finger. I have only come here seeking knowledge, Things they would not...

Maybe we, Why don't we Sit right here for half an hour We'll speak of what a waste I am And how we missed the beat again! I swear we need to find some comfort In this run down place To bridge the gap of this Conscious...

Maybe we? Why don't we sit right here for half an hour? We'll speak of what a waste I am And how we messed up it again I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place To preach the cup of this constant...

The time has come for you to sit this out To fit inside your mold Would be to sell myself short This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right) Is now filling up to our necks (We see everything) This...

Like I said, "Leave your baggage at the back door I'm leaving you the way I think it should be We're always pulling into spaces that we can't back out of Starting fights, we can't talk our way out of them" How does it...