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• Artiste: Third Rail Suicide
• Titre: Counting Scars
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How am I supposed to go on Knowing everything I've done was wrong Knowing that this life we built was just a game Just another charade, a miserable masquerade How I was I supposed to know we'd see in different shades When everything was always black and white But now there's in-betweens, theses blood red dreams The blue I feel, this sickly green It's taking me, It's taking me... So I just let go Now I'm counting scars to fall asleep My self-inflicted remedy Drifting slowly to the safe place in my head The one that only I can see Confining the secrets that I keep And my only company is a monster that I call "me" And it's always so hungry and wants to feed So I let it feed on my sanity A meager meal to say the least But I just call this therapy Then suddenly I'm wide awake in a cold sweat Gasping desperately for breath, my mind a racing threat Hearing taunting voices reminding of the time when we first met And the plans we made but now forget I can't help but think of our first kiss This infinity knot bound to my fist A fist I shake violently at the sky God, why? Why send me an angel when it's so hard to say good bye So patiently I'll wait for a reply Will I never see your smile? Will I never hold you close again? Now I'll tear out the prologue of our history Set fire to a story that meant so much to me And all that's left is the end