Congress - Decembers Blackest Tears (1998 - angry with the sun) | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Congress
• Decembers Blackest Tears (1998 - angry with the sun)

How many pools of sorrow do I have to swim
before I can bathe my feet in a puddle of happiness?
I drag myself through this grey existence
and I'm wearing myself out
Empty promises lead to a false liberation
no light at the horizon to shine on my hollow face.

I'm drowning in Decembers Blackest Tears
I'm choking on these ever-rotting leaves

Every room I enter, I get the door in my face
Every stone I step on, a new trap appears
It's not true that the sun shines behind the cloudss
that's a trick to make me suffer even longer

I'm drowning in Decembers Blackest Tears
I'm choking on these ever-rotting leaves

In the abyss I'm tumbling, but I won't fall

Congress еще тексты