Cries for Death

When a familiar scent brings me back
To a time when suffering wasn't a constant
I hate things that make me feel alive
Because they remind me I'm going to die

Grieving every day past
Nothing ever lasts
Fearing every day, the future to come
Homesick with no memory of a home

My existence is comfortless and barren
False hope prevails in times of desperation
Visions of death
Embedded behind my eyes
A burning feeling of inadequacy
Forged from the weight of a tortured history

When everyday it seems like everything is getting worse
I'm only getting worse
My cries for death unheard
My cries for death unheard

Dwelling in reality
Exercise in futility
Every day is getting harder than the last
I can't go on living like this

Enveloped by the silence
Accustom to the violence
Isolating and wasting away
Enveloped by the silence
Accustom to the violence
Isolating and wasting away
My cries for death unheard
My cries for death unheard
My cries for death unheard
My cries for death unheard



Credits
Writer(s): Tripp Taylor
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