Testo
Here's to the closing door
Here's to just one more
Here's to all the damned
Here's to the bloodshed
Can't leave it alone, won't let me forget
Rip off the bandage and tear out the stitch
Fed like a pig off the shit in the dish
Shrouded in burlap, left for dead in a ditch
So callous, so cold
Colors expose
The death of love as we know it
The death of trust in us, let go
It's getting closer all the time (I'm slipping farther all the time)
I'm getting stronger all the time (I'm feeling so weak inside)
I'm feeling better all the time (I'm slipping farther all the time)
It's getting harder all the time (feels like I'm losing my mind)
Tied to the tracks and cursing the name
Whiteout the thought, stare blank in the rain
Lethal and used, cast out and worthless
Befriending the foes, deception commence
So callous, so cold
Colors expose
The death of life as we know it
The death of mirth in us, let go
It's getting closer all the time (I'm slipping farther all the time)
I'm getting stronger all the time (I'm feeling so weak inside)
I'm feeling better all the time (I'm slipping farther all the time)
It's getting harder all the time (feels like I'm losing my mind)
Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in
Not by the hair of your chinny, chin, chin, chin
Then I'll beat, and I'll pound, and I'll bash your fucking brains in
Here's to the splintered door, here's to you no more
It's getting closer all the time (I'm slipping farther all the time)
I'm getting stronger all the time (I'm feeling so weak inside)
I'm feeling better all the time (I'm slipping farther all the time)
It's getting harder all the time (feels like I'm losing my mind)
It's getting closer all the time (I'm slipping farther all the time)
I'm getting stronger all the time (I'm feeling so weak inside)
I'm feeling better all the time (feels like I'm losing my mind)
