Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crux, artist - Before I Turn. Album song Claustrophobic, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 12.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Before I Turn
Song language: English
Crux |
I wake up and I’m sitting upon |
The edge of a chair with no light to shine |
My eyes adjust to the darkness and feel for a sign |
My arms are locked in close and I can’t feel a thing |
I clench my jaw till my face starts to sting |
«Decisions, decisions, you’ve got one more to make |
Just one more life for you to selfishly take» |
I’m just an empty host, watch as I fall |
She’s just a vixen, conning me to end it all |
Take me, leave me out to dry |
Be my aggressor, tell me not to cry |
Heaven turn me into a thrall |
Give me the courage to end it all |
Time begins to haunt me as I |
Focus on the depths of the click |
The clock hands wrap around my neck |
To show me all the pain I inflict |
Please tell me if you lived |
Would you say that it’s true? |
Would you still love me as the mother |
Or the lover I once knew? |
She’s just too real to me |
She’s just a fucking dream |
She rests inside of my mouth |
And makes me bite my tongue, the blood comes rushing out |
Draining, draining, the blood drains away |
Dying, dying, I’m dying today |
Feeling, feeling, I’m feeling alive |
Devil, devil, I give you my life |
Take me, leave me out to dry |
Be my aggressor, tell me not to cry |
Heaven turn me into a thrall |
Give me the courage to end it all |
Take me, leave me out to dry |
Be my aggressor, tell me not to cry |
Heaven turn me into a thrall |
Give me the courage to end it all |
«Darkness overtakes the room |
No sight, no sound, nobody |
As I perspire I feel the cold chill of sweat |
Slide down my body, slicing me like a frozen blade |
The room, although enclosed |
Gains the presence of a frigid wind nearing me |
It’s grim, it’s deathly, it’s beautiful |
My tongue rests between my teeth |
As I hesitate to lock my jaw shut |
The frigid presence wraps around me like motherly apathy |
«Clench your jaw shut, it will all be over soon |
No more pain, no more agony |
No more living with the immense guilt |
That I have inflicted on you |
Do it my son, I swear that you’ll die» |