Paroles de A Poets's Burial

To write another song of heartbreak To lose the will to live again To write another song of hatred To feel the urge to kill again To feel the urge to kill again To feel the urge to kill To write another song of heartbreak To lose the will to live again To write another song of hatred To feel the urge to kill again The same old tired numbness Nothing different but the pen I'm bleeding nonetheless I don't think I'll try again Instead I'll draw close to Christ and prove myself to Him (2x) I find me all by myself again And see that I am free from within (2x) The urge to seek the comfort of another angel's arms Has died with everything else (2x) I'm dead to you Solitude is safety in my own arms