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Have you ever gazed into the night sky?
And watched the dark in the stars
And contemplated on the dark in your heart?
That void in the light
That hole in your life
That truth beyond and behind your eyes
The truth you knew in the moon
More than gloom
Which you're peerin' through so blind!
Do you try to justify the guilt
That you hide inside of?
Killed, consumed by the
Hatred of your mind, huh?
Do I hear denial?
Lies seem true with a little repetition
And a little bit of time (time)
Have you ever cowered for hours
And felt powerless and
Now you doubtin'
Thoughts get louder
Now it's soundin' better to just
Shut up and die?
That momentary thought of suicide fades
Yet the pain does not subside
Hey! Are you like my kind?
Take a gander inside and psychoanalyze
Anything and everything
Diggin' down to try to rise
Have you ever been surprised
By what you might find?
Maybe not, okay, that's fine
I couldn't care less for y'all to sympathize
Right
I just need to write
Get up off the ground
Pen my soul down, fight
Why is this my
Every single night?
Every single night I'm haunted
By the cruel sky
Every single night
I ignite a blight
Every night I'm meetin'
With my demons unite
Every single night
In my cage I writhe
Every single night imprisoned
In the moonlight!
Ey!
Every single time
I'm feeling good again
I begin cripplin'
Myself, I shoulda been
Damned by my wickedness
Guess who the villain is
Why, me!
Who else could it be?
God, please!
Answer me these mysteries:
Why am I feeling this?
Why am I doing this?
Why do I lose and flee
Drown myself into these seas
Just to prove
If there's one thing
I can do right, it's sink?
I don't wanna die
I just wanna feel alive again
I know my brain will lie
But it gets hard sometimes
To write it off when
Every single night
It keeps hammering and hammering
Into my skull, I'm panicking
The blood is leaking out again
I need my dose of medicine
Or maybe hold a regiment
But now I'm feelin' hesitant
I just wanna be better than
My debilitating head
Will I ever get me on the mend?
On a scale of one to ten
How dead are you precisely?
Must fluctuate between five
And a ninety
Plus hypothymia
I have an idea
Grab me by the throat
Need new inspirations
Tear my eyes from this soul
I'm tired of the blinds
That conceal the real
That hide inside of these windows
In this moonlight
I see myself
In dark new light
Am I damned to hell?
Have I killed my grace?
Do the stars save face?
This I ask of those that know
All that glitter ain't gold