The Lightless Hour کے بول

Blackouts and depression Each hangover is longer than the last I pray to death's release That the next time will be for good A night without morning A dusk without a dawn Slowly it all falls away Despite perseverance Disappointment after bitter failure Eventually even stone will crack With each mouthful of spirits I hope to kill more of myself With each fistful of pills I hope to dull more of this life With every cut across my flesh I hope I will bleed to death There is nothing in this world for me Save a slow spiral towards oblivion Here's to loneliness, failure and misery Thanks for nothing