Closed Eyes
It's hard to forgive a man who bought revenge with his soul
A vein injected with a man's life and his goals
It's in my face, it hurts and I fall into a hollow sphere
Well, I don't want that to happen to me
I don't want to see
What my face might be
Damn your shameful lies
As my conscience it dies
Stop and listen as silence roars out in the night
One can't fake that anger, oh, it's shining so bright
Is this my fault, I will light it up to see
I will light it up
I don't really see
I don't wanna be
Is this my fault?
I don't see inside of me
A moment turns to infinity
I don't want to see
What my face might be
Damn your shameful lies
As my conscience it dies
I just might hurt you, my friend
All that was left for me
Was destructive in misery
I blame you for all that I did
It's eating me bit by bit
How can all this be true?
I blame it all on you
Electrocuted with a sense of loss
Anxiety will see me through
Flipping through the pages of a mind that hurts me
Sometimes I wish that I could eject
From this seat of pain I'm fuckin' placed in
And let it go
You tell me what you think of me
And my sense of energetic rage
Compiled into a ball of anxiety
Do I need your help?
Do I need you?
A vein injected with a man's life and his goals
It's in my face, it hurts and I fall into a hollow sphere
Well, I don't want that to happen to me
I don't want to see
What my face might be
Damn your shameful lies
As my conscience it dies
Stop and listen as silence roars out in the night
One can't fake that anger, oh, it's shining so bright
Is this my fault, I will light it up to see
I will light it up
I don't really see
I don't wanna be
Is this my fault?
I don't see inside of me
A moment turns to infinity
I don't want to see
What my face might be
Damn your shameful lies
As my conscience it dies
I just might hurt you, my friend
All that was left for me
Was destructive in misery
I blame you for all that I did
It's eating me bit by bit
How can all this be true?
I blame it all on you
Electrocuted with a sense of loss
Anxiety will see me through
Flipping through the pages of a mind that hurts me
Sometimes I wish that I could eject
From this seat of pain I'm fuckin' placed in
And let it go
You tell me what you think of me
And my sense of energetic rage
Compiled into a ball of anxiety
Do I need your help?
Do I need you?
Credits
Writer(s): Rune Stigart, Brian Rasmussen, Mircea G Eftemie, Michael Boegballe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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