كلمات Bitter

When have we got so bitter When it poisoned our minds When it caused us to shiver Just to strip off our pride Why we carry this quiver Filled with arrows of fire In this game there's no winner Loneliness is our prize Tied up in our vanity Rotten by futility Hatred like leprosy Love we can't find When have we got so bitter When it poisoned our minds When it caused us to shiver Just to strip off our pride Life was gone in a minute What a big waste of time Now we're old and we shimmer Black haze shadowed our light Dead inside, my friend Full of hate and pain Thick bad blood in veins Bitter hearts decay