Texty

A coward dies a thousand deaths If I'd have turned it around, what would I have left A final chapter comes to an end So why do I feel less than dead She said leaving a wreath was like pulling teeth Fake tears on a bed of roses I never stopped to smell the seasons That's why she pulled the trigger and I'm leaving It's time for the fourth I hear the pale horse Surround by leeches, no feeling left Still making appointments With dealers of death Waiting for my last breath Never in my mind did i question it, The role i chose was mine, now i've die for it Eye for an eye till the whole world's blind My first communion was my last Never to to be a product of my own past My first communion was my last Never to be a product of my own past Cursed is the man, cursed is the man who dies, But the evil that's done by him, it still survives I am the portrait of a man who forever filled his needs A life before my eyes, reflecting an existence of greed Never in my mind did i question it The role i chose was mine, now i've die for it Eye for an eye till the whole world's blind (until the whole world is blind) The whole world is blind The whole world is slipping through my fingers like a castle of sand Faulty foundations, how could you understand (could you understand A good soul but a lust for life I am on the floor in my back is your knife When you dig my grave tell me all your favorite things Say goodbye at 6 feet deep for the next chapter to begin I swear to you my intentions were pure Still a vagabond to some, now my curse has just begun Like a dream that starts to obscure Sight with no vision, not of my own volition When you dig my grave Tell me all your favorite things Say goodbye at 6 feet deep For the next chapter to begin
Writer(s): Cameron Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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