Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Storm Drains, artist - Fit For An Autopsy. Album song Absolute Hope Absolute Hell, in the genre Date of issue: 01.10.2015
Record label: Entertainment One U.S
Song language: English
Storm Drains |
| I’d pour a bottle down my throat if it really helped |
| But we know it doesn’t |
| It’s a fucking cop out and I wish it wasn’t |
| Let me sink |
| Let me sink |
| Into the space between the storm drains |
| So I can hear |
| The trampling on the pavement above |
| No one here |
| No one here |
| Has any thought to question |
| Why we kill |
| Why we kill the things we pretend to love |
| We didn’t earn a chance to feel at peace |
| We just pretend we gave it a shot |
| While worlds away the cultures weep |
| As the symbol of the casualties we forgot |
| Who the fuck gave us the pass |
| Alphas in the pig pen |
| Sucking back the feed |
| Like some kind of godsend |
| Let me sink |
| Let me sink |
| Into the space between the storm drains |
| So I can hear |
| The trampling on the pavement above |
| No one here |
| No one here |
| Has any thought to question |
| Why we kill |
| Why we kill the things we pretend to love |
| Life is a lost cause |
| Lost |
| Lost under the surface |
| Lost |
| No place, no purpose |
| Lost |
| Lost between the dirt and the stones |
| I’d rather lie with the worms then the filth in our homes |
| Let me sink |
| Let me sink |