Front Line Assembly - Ghosts | Текст песни

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I'm all alone in my mind
This wretched courpse
Which is blind
This final state
Oppressive views
Fighting depression
What to do
Too small to die
Cowards lie
Never see eye to eye

Wasted nights
Deep trauma sounds
This certain moment
Of death around
Nothing to loose
Tired of it all
Where do I fall
Where do I fal

I climb the stairs
Wearing my bests
Don't want to make
A blood filled mess
My list is clear
I have no fear
Don't bother shedding
A final tear

Wasted nights
Deep trauma sounds
This certain moment
Of death around
Nothing to loose
Tired of it all
Where do I fall
Where do I fall

Wasted nights
Deep trauma sounds
This certain moment
Of death around
Nothing to loose
Tired of it all
Where do I fall
Where do I fall

Paranoid delusions
Lost my mind
Frittered seclusion
Socialized mime

Wasted nights
Deep trauma sounds
This certain moment
Of death around
Nothing to loose
Tired of it all
Where do I fall
Where do I fall

Wasted nights
Deep trauma sounds
This certain moment
Of death around
Nothing to loose
Tired of it all
Where do I fall
Where do I fall