Tekster:
From Autumn To Ashes

I'm not wishing anymore I'm not writing songs for you I sleep better in the dark I'm not doing this for you This is because of you I don't believe Tongue

This is a progression You would prefer the obsolete So leave Expired, make room for shorter teeth You caught me sucking and feeling sorry This boy, this

The tears suspend Smiles are not more than empty love Locked doors can keep you alone Forever paint words from your lips In a house that's no longer your

those who resisted Were dragged out from their homes This necklace was fashioned Out of their teeth and bones And those who resisted Were dragged out from

Next time we walk down to the docks While welcoming the morning sun We'll share rations of bread with Drifters and deceivers know I only see This hour

Pressing on about our business Comfort is getting too expensive Hot shots for the pigeons With a death sentence You're something like a pistol That's

between darkness and light Bleached and blinded by these nights Where I'm tossing and tortured 'til dawn By you, visions of you then you're gone The shock bleeds the red from

I thought about the end today The final chapter, the last take Ending what is here and what is now And all there is to come No hope for tomorrow, for

I'm uninterested Strength for now, nothing later Love it or leave it, hated and left it I'm trying to outgrow that phase Drifting further away from