Only for the Weak Songtext
von In Flames
Only for the Weak Songtext
I can′t tolerate your sadness
Cause it's me you are drowning (you′re downing me)
I won't allow (allow) any happiness
Cause everytime you laugh, I feel so... guilty
I feel so guilty
Am I forced to have any regret
I've become the lie, beautiful and free
In my righteous own mind
I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me
Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me
I′ve lost the ability to paint the clouds
Cause it′s me you're draining (you′re draining me)
I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark tale
Cause everytime you run, I fall. behind
I fall behind
And so I hear my voice again
The tale of the bitter man where I am
Shake the silence and hear what it says
The tranquil pride that become the lie
Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
On bleeding knees, oh, I accept my fate
(Instr. part)
Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me
Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
On bleeding knees, oh, I accept my fate
Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me
Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
On bleeding knees...
Cause it's me you are drowning (you′re downing me)
I won't allow (allow) any happiness
Cause everytime you laugh, I feel so... guilty
I feel so guilty
Am I forced to have any regret
I've become the lie, beautiful and free
In my righteous own mind
I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me
Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me
I′ve lost the ability to paint the clouds
Cause it′s me you're draining (you′re draining me)
I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark tale
Cause everytime you run, I fall. behind
I fall behind
And so I hear my voice again
The tale of the bitter man where I am
Shake the silence and hear what it says
The tranquil pride that become the lie
Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
On bleeding knees, oh, I accept my fate
(Instr. part)
Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me
Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
On bleeding knees, oh, I accept my fate
Sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me
Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak
On bleeding knees...
Writer(s): Jesper Claes Haakan Stroemblad, Bjoern Ingvar Gelotte, Anders Par Friden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com