Songtext von Better To Die

Under psychosis again wonderin' if you'll come down Askin' if you ever get to win, wear some kind of crown Is there a new way that they don't explain to find on your own It's more of a suffering you wait for the pain, just stand alone Red - dead - hard - not to break It's better to die on your feet than on your knees Are you kidding yourself again to think she's comin' home Found the time to lose your answer now she's not alone Don't stay of course your senses will never be the same Even in her room the difference you're gone, so fuckin' lame Beg - stay - hard - not to break It's better to die on your feet than on your knees And all of this time, just weak therapy Won't you pick up the slack, have an attack it's your pace Torture over for you now that yo've blue in the face Freak out over the test - satiable mess in the pause Between all of the lines, pay all the fines read the clause Now you hang in darkened quarters, still you've been here before Feeling way too familiar, not again, now that you're bored