The Zero کے بول

I can't wait to know how I die I can't even think to listen Everything expires sometimes before it's time Now drift away It makes no sense until it happens Paint thrown on a masterpiece Creates new canvas to mold Creates new canvas to mold Let it go is all you know I am the yearning purging itself I am in love with the emptiness The zero brings us back to none Need to exist to sell you pain The zero brings us back to none Hell is too good for us Heaven is the electric chair Balance the spectrums Now drift away I am the yearning purging itself I am in love with the emptiness The zero brings us back to none Need to exist to sell you pain The zero brings us back to none So how do you hold on When your hands are tied? So how do you hold on When your hands are tied? I am the yearning purging itself I am in love with the emptiness The zero brings us back to none Need to exist to sell you pain The zero brings us back to none So how do you hold on When your hands are tied? So how do you hold on When your hands are tied? So how do you hold on How do you hold on How do you hold on When your hands are tied?