Songtext von The Artisans

There's a pain in my chest and it's not from being sick Your name is wrapped around my heart And it's written in wire as thick as your past Reminders of my mistakes flash like lightening strikes With every bitter breath And I know you're seeing stars from the lack of sleep I heard you say, "It will all work out in the end." And I bet you'll never guess how sick I am Of hearing that phrase The walls are bending from tension in the space between us And without the words of The Bled, they'd surely explode "I only have myself to blame" Well, that makes two of us I'm falling down this hole you placed beneath my feet And if I'm lucky, I'll never make it out alive And even if I do, I won't come back to you I know I've lost Do not dare install artificial breath I know I've lost Wake me when the end is here