Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song History Repeats, artist - Like Moths To Flames. Album song The Dying Things We Live For, in the genre
Date of issue: 22.10.2015
Record label: Rise
Song language: English
History Repeats |
It comes and goes in waves |
Will there ever be a life worth all the pain? |
While they’re building you up, you’ve gotta prepare for the hang |
Bitter winds blow in to remind you of time you spent killing yourself |
To find an empty bed |
Killing yourself to find a place to rest your head |
Nothing green on the other side |
Death has no compromise |
History repeats the same routine again |
It’s hard to play this game when you can never win |
Caught between everything that you need to be |
And what you want for the world to see |
It’s hard to live with yourself when neither side can be pleased |
It comes and goes in waves |
Will there ever be a life worth all this pain? |
When there’s nothing left for them to take, you leave out the same way you came |
Bitter winds blow in to remind you of the things you’ll miss |
Killing yourself to find a better way to live |
Killing yourself to find a meaning in this |
Learned to love the misery and lack of company that death is promising me |
Learned to love the misery and all of the tragedy that death is promising me |
A little hope will get you nowhere at all |
You reap what you sow |
We are not eternal |
It comes and goes in waves |
Will there ever be a life worth all this pain? |
While they’re building you up, you’ve gotta prepare for the hang |
Bitter winds blow in to remind you of the time you spent killing yourself |
To find an empty bed |
Killing yourself to find a place to rest your head |
We are not eternal |