Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Wrong Sense, artist - 156/Silence. Date of issue: 28.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Wrong Sense |
| Some things one just can’t accept |
| Out of my mind |
| I just can’t get this off my chest |
| I’ve been walking a fine line between this life and death cause it isn’t enough |
| for me I want to rest with the fucking obsession seething |
| I’m infected but the rest don’t see me in a better perception |
| I wonder if I’ll ever be worth the remembrance |
| Our remnants of memories fade away |
| I look around and wonder if I’ll ever manage to say that we have always |
| portrayed a sense of elation just to be a withering case of loss and |
| frustrations |
| Riddled with a splintering hate for all that we’ve made |
| I just want to take out my gun and pick out my grave |
| I feel like I’m the conflict and the resolution is a coffin |
| So I just might choose this as I poison blood and blackout my lungs |
| I’m used to always feeling disgust |
| It’s love and it’s lust |
| For everything that seeps into cuts and fractures me numb |
| It never ends up being enough |
| It’s never enough to ease the fucking stress over the things that’ll lead me to |
| my end |
| There’s a handful of songs about death stuck in my head and I’ll sing them on |
| repeat for wrongs I’ve caused |
| This dread is a head full of hatred for everybody |
| I’ll cut out the insides to fill the void with sin so the knife doesn’t deal me |
| to loneliness and senseless involvement in your devolving personal agenda |
| The culprit is the compulsion |
| Lesser known to those of good fortunes. |
| Life is abortion |
| Can’t you tell the temptation forces us to ignore this imminent destruction |
| that we’ve misconstrued as an abundance of the tried and true |
| Tell me, is this all that’s worth it? |
| Everything warping, trenching through the |
| marshes and corpses |
| Sinking the war ships. |
| Tearing out the roots from the sources. |
| Crushing the |
| courses |
| Humbly, the parasites dormant rose to the surface only to combust with all |
| these grievances and all my shortfalls |
| I’ll cut out the insides to fill the void with sin so the knife doesn’t deal me |
| to loneliness and I wonder who will find me swimming with fish in a river of |
| faces that scowl upon me |
| I’ll stumble through night lights in hopes of finding this unattainable love |
| for the life before me |
| I’ll stay on the dark side so I don’t have to face anyone who can’t see through |
| me anymore and |
| I’m done running from myself and everyone of my problems |
| I’ve gone over this enough and I still haven’t thought of one good reason or |
| excuse for you to use your last wish on |
| My betterment |
| My conscience is but a vat of empty promises that weigh upon me |
| Surrendering everything |
| Tell me, is this all that’s worth it now? |