Novelists Fr Ouroboros
It's getting harder to breathe, harder to feel free
It's getting tougher to write, tougher to feel things
It's getting harder to live, harder to pay bills
Hard to feel alive
It's getting harder to breathe, harder to feel free
It's getting tougher to write, tougher to feel things
I need help
I feel sick of taking these pills
Life must be sweet once we're f..cking dead...
Yeah
Once that we're dead
Sometimes I drown in the sound
By trying to find the silence
(The silence!)
Lost in the noise of this world
Show me the way through the darkness
I gotta pay, pay for a daydream
Look at my soul, trapped with the bailiffs
I might die, starving to death
Biting my own tail again and again
I can't hear myself think
This f..cking room must be talking
'Cause I can hear it
I see me kissing death between these walls
Life must be sweet, yeah
Life must be sweet on the other side
I don't wanna pay for a f..cking life that I don't want
Because the rich get fat
While the brave men die
That ain't a lie
It's sad to say but that's how the world f..cking runs
No, this is not for the money
Put your doubts aside
Music is not about filling a f..cking bank account
That's what they want
Not what we f..cking wanted
It makes me sick
Sick of seeing motherfuckers ruling the world whereas it burns
Sick of living in a world that I don't understand
Amongst the wolves
Sometimes I drown in the sound
By trying to find the silence
(The silence!)
Lost in the noise of this world
Show me the way through the darkness
If I'm a basket case, this casket will welcome me with open arms
Like an old friend of mine
Just like an old friend of mine
Oh, I need a room to breathe
No, I can't go on like this
It's getting harder to breathe, harder to feel free
It's getting tougher to write, tougher to feel things
I need help
I feel sick of taking these pills
Life must be sweet once we're dead...
FUCK!
Hell's full, don't you see?
Hell's full and we're dragged into the depths
Oh shit... Heaven don't exist
We dance between the devil's hands