Ouroboros Songtext
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Ouroboros Songtext
It′s getting harder to breathe, harder to feel free
It's getting tougher to write, tougher to feel things
It′s getting harder to live, harder to pay bills
Hard to feel alive
It's getting harder to breathe, harder to feel free
It's getting tougher to write, tougher to feel things
I need help
I feel sick of taking these pills
Life must be sweet once we′re fucking dead
Yeah, once that we′re dead
Sometimes I drown in the sound (In the sound)
Like trying to find the silence (The silence)
Lost in the noise of this world
Show me the way through the darkness
I gotta pay, pay for a daydream
Look at my soul, trapped with the bailiffs
I might die, starving to death
Biting my own tail again and again
I can't hear myself think
This fucking room must be talking
′Cause I can hear it
I see me kissing death between these walls (These walls)
Life must be sweet, yeah
Life must be sweet on the other side
I don't wanna pay for a fucking life that I don′t want
Because the rich get fat while the brave man die
That ain't a lie
It′s sad to say but that's how the world fucking runs
No, this is not for the money, put your doubts aside
Music is not about filling a fucking bankaccount
That's what they want, not what we fucking wanted
It makes me sick
Sick of seeing motherfuckers ruling the world where as it burns
Sick of living in a world that I don′t understand, amongst the wolves
Sometimes I drown in the sound (In the sound)
Like trying to find the silence (The silence)
Lost in the noise of this world
Show me the way through the darkness
If I′m a basket case, this casket will welcome me with open arms
Like an old friend of mine, just like an old friend of mine
I need a room to breathe
No, I can't go on like this
It′s getting harder to breathe, harder to feel free
It's getting tougher to write, tougher to feel things
I need help
I feel sick of taking these pills
Life must be sweet once we′re dead
Fuck
Hell is full, don't you see?
Hell is full and we′re dragged into the depths
Oh shit, Heaven don't exist
We dance between the devils hands
It's getting tougher to write, tougher to feel things
It′s getting harder to live, harder to pay bills
Hard to feel alive
It's getting harder to breathe, harder to feel free
It's getting tougher to write, tougher to feel things
I need help
I feel sick of taking these pills
Life must be sweet once we′re fucking dead
Yeah, once that we′re dead
Sometimes I drown in the sound (In the sound)
Like trying to find the silence (The silence)
Lost in the noise of this world
Show me the way through the darkness
I gotta pay, pay for a daydream
Look at my soul, trapped with the bailiffs
I might die, starving to death
Biting my own tail again and again
I can't hear myself think
This fucking room must be talking
′Cause I can hear it
I see me kissing death between these walls (These walls)
Life must be sweet, yeah
Life must be sweet on the other side
I don't wanna pay for a fucking life that I don′t want
Because the rich get fat while the brave man die
That ain't a lie
It′s sad to say but that's how the world fucking runs
No, this is not for the money, put your doubts aside
Music is not about filling a fucking bankaccount
That's what they want, not what we fucking wanted
It makes me sick
Sick of seeing motherfuckers ruling the world where as it burns
Sick of living in a world that I don′t understand, amongst the wolves
Sometimes I drown in the sound (In the sound)
Like trying to find the silence (The silence)
Lost in the noise of this world
Show me the way through the darkness
If I′m a basket case, this casket will welcome me with open arms
Like an old friend of mine, just like an old friend of mine
I need a room to breathe
No, I can't go on like this
It′s getting harder to breathe, harder to feel free
It's getting tougher to write, tougher to feel things
I need help
I feel sick of taking these pills
Life must be sweet once we′re dead
Fuck
Hell is full, don't you see?
Hell is full and we′re dragged into the depths
Oh shit, Heaven don't exist
We dance between the devils hands
Writer(s): Matteo Buil Gelsomino, Florestan Durand, Amael Durand, Nicolas Delestrade, Charles Henri Teule Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com