Mortality Rate - Heathen

Текст песни

The cold does something to a person
And it brought me to you
It was a long road home
I found my way back
Through a maze of heart attacks
You’re standing on ice, I hear it crack
Fuck you, I’m not going to save you
Stand on the shore and watch you drown
The water is rising, you are sinking
Down into misery
Down to where I used to be
Stuck in a haze, stuck in a daze
The only thing that is clear to me
Is that you will always mean nothing
You mean nothing to me
Clouds collide and mountains divide
I’m blooming through soil ground from your bones
The sound of sirens has pushed me to the edge of insanity
This self loathing is controlling me
Worthless fucking liar, heathen
If there is a hell, I’ll see you there, motherfucker