Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Theres No Sympathy for the Dead, artist - Escape The Fate. Album song Dying Is Your Latest Fashion, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 02.10.2006
Record label: Epitaph
Song language: English
Theres No Sympathy for the Dead |
Oh my god, |
I have the remedy for love, |
I struck the glass, it broke the bones inside my fist, but i’m ok |
I cannot change you, you never change, |
I’m not what would expect, take my blood anyway |
Something do profound, something you wont expect |
Take this scripture like a picture, wear it around your neck |
The sky it opens up |
Don’t get swallowed by the flames |
What’s mine is yours and yours is mine so take me away |
You hear the sound, to carry out |
There’s no sympathy for the dead |
It swells and i, was never the same |
There’s no sympathy for the dead |
I take my stomach pills, in the middle of your reign |
We see the stones falling from the sky, on fire |
The blinding light beaming from your eyes, our desire |
Life has died, in the end we’re still alive, to tell the love |
I see you down, crashing like a tidal wave |
Whoa |
I cannot change you, you’ll never change, |
I’m not what would expect, take my blood anyway |
I can’t breathe |
Wake up from this nightmare that I’m in |
Dive into a holy river, and wash away my sins |
I reach, say good bye my serpents of the water |
I will breathe and burn out my eyes |
You hear the sounds to carry out |
There’s no sympathy for the dead |
It swells and I was never the same |
There’s no sympathy for the dead |
I take my stomach pills, in the middle of your reign |
We see the stones falling from the sky, on fire |
The blinding light beaming from your eyes, our desire |
Life has died, in the end we’re still alive, to tell the love |
I see you down, crashing like a tidal wave |
Whoa |
So take the medicines |
To quench the pain we had |
And walk until the end |
Until you reach the sin |
A hundred thousand wings |
Soaring through the sky |
At instant speeds |
We can dance with our eyes |
You hear the sounds, of a third carry out |
Just wait (Just wait) |
You have to retain |
I struck the glass, it shattered bones in my fist |
I hit the glass, shattered bones in this cast |
You have to change |
(There's no sympathy for the dead) |
(You have to change) |