Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitter , by - Sirona. Song from the album Sirona, in the genre ХардкорRelease date: 25.02.2016
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitter , by - Sirona. Song from the album Sirona, in the genre ХардкорBitter |
| Bitter days come to play |
| Here to throw your spite and bitter ways in your face |
| Snuffing out the thought of better days |
| In some way this will all come back to haunt you |
| It will always find you |
| It always knows where I run |
| So i’ll seek it out instead |
| To lay waste to myself |
| Neck deep in what I’ve bled |
| It seems like ages since it was okay to believe it |
| Now the tides are changing colors |
| Just leave it |
| Alone |
| It’s not worth coming back to this fragile home |
| Can’t tell if I’m breathing |
| I always end up in the place that made me feel so low |
| Letting go |
| Of all the things that felt so overwhelming |
| I’ve made up my mind this time |
| I got this song in my head |
| And i’ll keep singing bout better days |
| In hopes to break away |
| From the mess I’ve made |
| I’ve been feeling |
| Separated from myself |
| No matter where I turn temptation will follow |
| So I separate myself |
| From second guessing |
| All of my being |
| How can something seem so simple |
| But when I try to fight it feels so far away |
| Keep telling myself that it’ll be okay |
| But in the back of my head I’ll find myself here again |
| Tired of looking back |
| Judging mistakes I’ve made that I know won’t fade away |
| My thoughts are like torture |
| I got no where to hide |
| From this new pain that I’ve found |
| That’s left me broken inside |
| Over stepping my bounds |
| Searching for room to breathe |
| Bound to be hopeless with no opportunity to leave |
| Letting go |
| Of all the things that felt so overwhelming |
| I’ve made up my mind this time |
| I got this song in my head |
| And i’ll keep singing bout better days |
| In hopes to break away |
| From the mess I’ve made |
| Beaten apart by stones |
| I’ve thrown myself |
| Broken now |
| I’ve burnt my own bridges |
| I’ll reap what I sow |
| Am I crazy |
| Or just fucking scared |
| Overwhelming myself by reliving my sins |