Hallow this, and maybe you can swallow this.
I dunno i guess it always seems that something else in this lifeis diseased.
but guess what now, heres something that you cant devour.
its moving with the tide, and now its ripping you up frominside.
follow me into abyss of the sindfall thats tearing you down,
its ok to believe that theres something in nothing now.

*chorus*
im at the edge of my rope.
if i could give, i bet i would play dead.
if i coudl live, id fall apart again.
if i could fly, away from all this pain...
if i could run, id crumble again.

please rewind, retrace your life, and then youll find,
that everything youve learned in this, is just a pile ofworthlessness.
so suffocate, and maybe you can separate,
and in the end its no suprise, that only in death will yourealize.

(chorus)

(i would, i would play dead again)

if its true, its just to pass the time,
just to pacify my will to bind,
but you cant drive when your blind,
and it burns your eyes,
and you cant hold me to a place in time,
where im stuck in behind,
and you cant climb out of the flood, the sign.
listen to the lies that cut you up inside,
and the blood will stain our lives.

if could... im at the edge of my rope

(chorus)

if i could give more yea,
if i could cut me in anyway i could,
if i could fly away,
if i could, if i could run.


Composição: 40 Below Summer