Selling Out
Tristania
Am I alive? Feels like dying
Down, down, fists are striking me
It gets so dark or are my eyes blinded?
Down, down, boots are kicking me
The coward, the sinner, the thief
The liar, the misfit, the creep
I'm running out of steps to walk
Of air to breathe and words to talk
I'm running out of noise to make
Of jokes to tell and hearts to break
For days burned and frozen lies
The years that passed me by
The child in me just died
The scars in me will never heal
An overdose of nothingness
My visions are for sale
I'm selling out
An overdose of nothingness
I'm selling out
An overdose of nothingness
An overdose of nothingness
An overdose of nothingness
I am alive but always falling
Down, down, I hear voices calling me
The coward, the sinner, the thief
I am alive, kind of wasted
Down, down, hands are reaching me
The coward, the sinner, the thief
The liar, the misfit, the creep
I'm running out of dreams to dream
Of tears to spend and screams to scream
I'm running out of life again
Smothering, turning into dust
For days burned and frozen lies
The years that passed me by
The child in me just died
The scars in me will never heal
An overdose of nothingness
My visions are for sale
I'm selling out
I'm selling out
An overdose of nothingness
An overdose of nothingness