Cruel Hand - Heart Failure | Текст песни

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• Cruel Hand
• Heart Failure

I've been dragging your name in the dirt.
I'm sorry if it hurt, but this year was the worst.

It wouldn't be like this
if it were up to me,
but it's out of my hands.
I've been swinging my moods over your head.
They floated like a feather just to drop like lead.
Inside of me I had nothing left,
but you reached in my chest
and you pulled out the rest.

It wouldn't be like this
if it were up to me,
but it's out of my hands.

It wouldn't be like this
It wouldn't be like this
if it were up to me,

but it's out of my hands.

What's on my mind
can't outweigh
what's on my chest,
and I confess
it's been three years
since my last breath.