they're, they're these terrors
kind of like it feels like
as if somebody was gripping my...
they're these terrors
kind of like it feels like
as if somebody was gripping my throat...
they're, they're not like tremors, they're worse than
tremors. they're, they're these terrors
like late at night
umm they're not like tremors, they're
worse than tremors
they're, they're these terrors
kind of like, it feels like as if somebody
was gripping my throat and squeezing and,
I feel...
...it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and..."~
Some say, now suffer all the children
And walk away a savior,
Or a madman and polluted
From gutter institutions.
Don´t you breathe for me,
Undeserving of your sympathy,
Cause there ain´t no way that I´m sorry for what I did.
And through it all
How could you cry for me?
Cause I don´t feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes,
Kiss me goodbye,
And sleep.
Just sleep.
The hardest part is letting go of
Your dreams.
A drink for the horror that I´m in,
For the good guys, and the bad guys,
For the monsters that I´ve been.
Three cheers for tyranny,
Unapologetic apathy,
Cause there ain´t no way that I´m coming back again.
And through it all
How could you cry for me?
Cause I don´t feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes,
Kiss me goodbye,
And sleep.
Just sleep.
The hardest part
is awful things that I´ve seen.
...sometimes I see flames and sometimes
I see people I love dying, and its always...
sometimes I see flames and sometimes I see people I love dying...
Just sleep.
Just sleep.
Just sleep.
Just sleep.
Just sleep.
Just sleep.
[Screaming:] Wake up!
~"....sometimes, I can't, I can't, ever wake up cuz,...."~
