Bad Answer - Direct Hit!

Bad Answer - Direct Hit!

Альбом
Crown of Nothing
Год
2018
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
230760

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Bad Answer

Direct Hit!

I’m not the one, I’m not the one

I’m not the one you want

I’m not the one, I’m not the one

I’m not the one who’s got the answer that you’re looking for

The solution that you seek

Suffering’s all I’m doing

But it won’t fill your need

We all run on toward the setting sun

Trying just to keep it on the horizon

Call it stunned by our desperation

All our love wasted on what’s over and done

You can tell everybody that we’re nothing

Just a collection of hollow cries and guts

You can tell everybody that my soul’s made up

If you just let me crumble into dust

I’m not the one, I’m not the one

I’m not the one you want

I’m not the one, I’m not the one

I’m not the one just stop

No answer makes you satisfied, no answer lets you sleep

Life’s meaning’s to find meaning in this abyss, so black and deep

You ran outta time, can’t satisfy that need now that you’ve died

You can tell everybody that we’re nothing

Just a collection of hollow cries and guts

You can tell everybody that my soul’s made up

If you’re dumb enough to accept that stuff

You can tell everybody that we’re nothing

Just a collection of borrowed time and dust

You can tell everybody that their love’s made up

If it helps when you try to sleep at night

Dried up, the sand’s filled up your mind

Black hole is all that’s left inside

You were dead when you were born to this dead world

Just let us break apart, we’ll both feel better for it, can’t ignore

It

If you’re sick of it, just let it go

Just let it go, just let it

We all run on toward the setting sun

Trying just to keep it on the horizon

Call it stunned by our desperation

All our love wasted on what’s over and done

You can tell everybody that I’m nothing, just a collection of hollow

Cries

Guts

Fucked

You can tell everybody that our soul’s made up

If you’re dumb enough to accept that stuff

You can tell everybody that we’re nothing

Just a collection of borrowed time and dust

You can tell everybody that their love’s made up

If it helps when you try to sleep at night

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