LITTLE DISASTERS
The withdrawal of castrated goals
Doesn’t make it better
Can’t get back my time anymore
All those wasted years
All might be lost to memory
How to go on, to hold on
I can’t carry on this way
On my god damned own
Refrain:
I can’t see why to fight
It’s all over now
I don’t think I’d survive
Little disasters grind
I can’t bleed I can’t die
But it’s all over now
The withdrawal of a frustrating curse
Ain’t so easy as it should be
Even our best have been done
Friends are gone, yes all gone...
Imprisoned in our bodies
Life’s an apathetic jailer
Anger seizes all we got
Resignation gives nothin’
Refrain
Solo
Refrain
Where is God?
Yeah we all
Suffer hell on Earth
Disasters... |
