One Thousand Days - Bella Morte

I have heard it all before

One million words are worth a dead man’s mind

Night turns to light and still the story goes

Silence is golden, talk is pale and cold

I tried to fight one thousand days and nights

I know my mind keeps slipping away

And so it goes another high so low

I know my mind keeps slipping away

Can’t be happening again

Only one thing left for me to do

One bullet left for me or you

From two to one and one to none

To turn the screw

I tried to fight one thousand days and nights

I know my mind keeps slipping away

And so it goes another high so low

I know my mind keeps slipping away

I tried to fight one thousand days and nights

I know my mind keeps slipping away

And so it goes another high so low

I know my mind keeps slipping away