Ripped of all Hope

I'm not so pretty but my soul is good. I promise you I would show you if I could.
I'm not a bad man, just a twist in my past. But if you talk to me I will be your last.
I don't believe in better times
I can't stand all freakin' smiles
I don't believe in smiley faces
I can't find any happy places
Can you see me crying?
Ripped of all my dreams.
All hopes and desires.
What does it really mean?
When all is dark you see a fraction of hope
That's when you're hanging from a fucking rope
God gave us all and he can take it away
If I could meet him I would know what to say
I don't believe in better times
I can't stand all freakin' smiles
I don't believe in merry faces
I can't find any happy places
Can you see me crying?
Ripped of all my dreams.
All hopes and desires.
What does it really mean?
This day is done
It bleeds out to be gone
And it calls to me
To seize the day
I call out to my grave
And it burns in me



Credits
Writer(s): Fredrik Nils Alfred Palm, Marcus Mikael Karlsson, David Erik Mikael Wallberg
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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