Letras
You throw another body to the bottom of the well
Buried and forgotten
Strike another off the list
Like lambs to the slaughter
They'll come seeking safety
A knife in the dark now hidden in the ribs
Hold onto that loaded gun
Put it to your head, don't run
Pull the trigger while you can
You're apathetic
Claustrophobic
Trapped inside your mind
Apathetic
Claustrophobic
Trapped inside your mind
Belief is just half of the problem
The idea that you are just doing right
It only survives for so long
We're waiting out the clearing of the mirage
Hold onto that loaded gun
Put it to your head, don't run
Pull the trigger while you can
(Don't lose your nerve)
Burn the memories you hold
Take back all the life you stole
Make this pain all you know
Frightened and alone
Fight it back
Regardless of the guilt that you hold
We know
You are nothing but a murderer
Cry your piece
Your colours run
The blood and tears immiscible
In case you missed it
Every life you take will hold
Cold fingers on your soul
Sinking deep into the rot
Clawing, reaching out for the humanity you lost
Can you really pay the cost?
Greet the reaper at the door
Don't leave him waiting and wanting more
Hold onto that loaded gun
Put it to your head, don't run
Pull the trigger while you can
(Don't lose your nerve)
Burn the memories you hold
Take back all the life you stole
Make this pain all you know
Frightened and alone