Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song End of Me, artist - Evans Blue. Album song Letters from the Dead, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 14.04.2016
Record label: dmg
Song language: English
End of Me |
You took my Halo! |
Lo! |
Lo! |
You took my Halo! |
Lo! |
Lo! |
It wasn’t the fear of exemption |
The thought of alone |
It wasn’t releasing myself from all the skeletons |
No. It wasn’t hard to believe in everything I was told |
Until I grew up and had to make some sense on my own |
And how could everything I say I’ve been through |
Using words somehow satisfy me |
Like making you feel bad for me cures |
This disease, the hate, the fact that I can’t erase |
Its like the oxygen I breathe is poisonous and hey |
I’m not just another guy looking for answers in life |
Like why a god why a hell, where do we go when we die |
Cause honestly I don’t believe a revelation can spawn |
These questioning demons to pack their bags and be gone |
I know how it must seem to hear these words as a cloud |
A depressing and condescending broken record too loud |
But they’re my words and thoughts |
And I choose to persevere |
I refuse to give up |
And let the future end here |
You took my Halo! |
Lo! |
Lo! |
You took my Halo! |
Lo! |
Lo! |
How many scratches on the surface of fate |
How many lies does it take to be complacent today |
I’m not broken, but I have a scar or two |
That lead me to change |
The path the blood takes |
From my heart to my brain |
Its a shame how we can go from being practically sane |
To find out that it was only cause we self medicate |
It’s your life, you find solutions that can help you escape |
And I’ll act like I believe you |
And the lies we exchange |
I know how it must seem to hear these words as a cloud |
A depressing and condescending broken record too loud |
But they’re my words and thoughts |
And I choose to persevere |
I refuse to give up |
And let the future end here |
You took my Halo! |
Lo! |
Lo! |
You took my Halo! |
Lo! |
Lo! |
Moving forward, living for tomorrow |
When the day before |
Delivered us with every reason why this is normal |
Searching every room, every corner |
Feeling like the days are shorter |
How the hell can you tell me that pain is a disorder |
I was there, I wasn’t dreaming, I didn’t create this feeling |
How dare you look me in the eyes and |
Tell me there’s a reason |
For a mother not to see their children |
Growing up to cure diseases only to be buried by one |
Then tell them Jesus has his reasons |
I know how it must seem to hear these words as a cloud |
A depressing and condescending broken record too loud |
But they’re my words and thoughts |
And I choose to persevere |
I refuse to give up |
And let the future end here |
You took my Halo! |
Lo! |
Lo! |
You took my Halo! |
Lo! |
Lo! |