Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nothing Left, artist - Seether. Album song Poison The Parish, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 11.05.2017
Record label: Concord
Song language: English
Nothing Left |
| You’re weak and tired |
| It’s always a scent in the air |
| It seems you’re trying |
| To capture what’s not really there |
| And so, remember |
| The ones that you used up for gain |
| You’ll live forever |
| With no side effects of your shame |
| So run, get a little further away from me |
| Burn, a little bit of fire in your apathy |
| So rake, every little piece that you take from me |
| Don’t turn your back 'til there’s nothing that’s left of me |
| The thirst has woken |
| And nobody seems so aware |
| The fakes and liars |
| Are newly elected as heirs |
| Opine, and render |
| Your judgments from basements and chairs |
| Maligned, we fester |
| It seems you’re all so self-aware |
| So run, get a little further away from me |
| Burn, a little bit of fire in your apathy |
| So rake, every little piece that you take from me |
| Don’t turn your back 'til there’s nothing that’s left of me |
| Can you feel it going down? |
| Is it lost to your attention? |
| Break the seal and drink it down |
| Until you’ve lost your apprehension |
| So run, get a little further away from me |
| Burn, a little bit of fire in your apathy |
| So rake, every little piece that you take from me |
| So run, get a little further away from me |