Taste of Suicide کے بول

Tears fall down the window... Another lonely night, Staring down a barrel... A loaded .45, And who are my friends today... Juts a face in this masquerade, Well I'm in love with nothing, A taste of suicide... It burns me to the ground... It rules me with a frown... Save my soul... not again, All that's dead inside you, Face my fault like a friend, Oh no... I wish I never met you, Raised on this apathy, That's in the air, Save my soul... not again, I've seen the end... Faces in the mirror, Of a tired man, Longing for the freedom, Waiting in my hand, And what would my mother say, When they lower me in the grave, I'm in love with nothing, A taste of suicide... It burns me to the ground... It rules me with a frown... Save my soul... not again, All that's dead inside you, Face my fault like a friend, Oh no... I wish I never met you, Raised on insanity, That's in the air, Save my soul... not again, I've seen... I won't... I'll wake above the fire, (to see now in her dreams) Life's over a lonely night, I won't... I fear the silent cries, (feel this way again) Cold chill through the wily night, I won't... Be brave day to day now kid, (see another way) I don't... fear to see the end...