Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nothing Seems Right, artist - Dyscarnate. Album song With All Their Might, in the genre
Date of issue: 14.09.2017
Record label: Unique Leader
Song language: English
Nothing Seems Right |
There’s nothing left that’s right, |
There’s nothing right that’s left, |
I’ve forgotten myself, this is all wrong, |
The urge to close my eyes is strong, |
Once more towards the light, |
There’s nothing left that’s right. |
My tongue is in the water where the tide is white, |
My heart is in my mouth, and nothing seems right. |
A drop in the ocean or tree in the hollow, |
The truth of existence is a bitter pill to swallow. |
In the search for my mind I tossed it over the side, |
This doesn’t feel right, this feeling’s hard to describe. |
What should I throw and what should I keep? |
Who knew what we would find in the waters of sleep? |
I’ll keep the other vessel at arm’s length, |
For it is now crewed by men of ill-intent, |
They break the bones of those outside their tribe, |
Theirs is a scripture to which I will not subscribe. |
I’m against the tide and time, |
This feeling’s hard to describe. |
There’s nothing left that’s right, |
There’s nothing right that’s left, |
I’ve forgotten myself, this is all wrong, |
The urge to close my eyes is strong, |
Once more towards the light, |
Out of mind and sight, |
There’s nothing left that’s right. |
They say a few good men is all the world needs, |
But they’re drowning in a hole which does nothing but bleed, |
I’ve got one chance to pull it back from the brink, |
But my boat is full of water and I’m starting to sink. |
This horse is lame, it falls over waves, |
It’s pale and it’s breathless but works like a slave, |
My raft in tatters, it’s sure to capsize, |
My knuckles are white from holding onto the sides. |
The keeper stokes the fires of the beacon at the top, |
Of a tower that drives us all onto the rocks. |
I thought the water would be quiet I was right, |
They warned me of the lighthouse but it shines so bright. |
I’m against the tide and time, |
This feeling’s hard to describe. |
There’s nothing left that’s right, |
There’s nothing right that’s left, |
I’ve forgotten myself, this is all wrong, |
The urge to close my eyes is strong, |
Once more towards the light, |
Out of mind and sight, |
There’s nothing left that’s right. |