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Текст: Atreyu. Five Vicodin Chased With A Shot Of Clarity.

After all this time of asking questions of trying to find
Something to quiet this soul, I?m left alone within my mind
Into this self-made hell I dwell, it?s not as hot as you think
More so dark and cold, with no room to breathe

I?m sorry, I don?t think it?s going to be okay this time
My heart has skipped its final beat
It?s beating me down onto the floor
That must mean that the pills are working

The glass isn?t half empty this time
I smashed it on the ground a long long time ago
It shattered when it fell and I broke the pieces
Each shard?s another reason another way to give up

This skin is so tight, so tight
That the air, the air can?t reach my brain, my brain
There is nothing telling my heart to beat any faster
To let me scream for help

I?m sorry, I don?t think it?s going to be okay this time
My heart has skipped its final beat
It?s beating me down onto the floor
That must mean that the pills are working

The glass isn?t half empty this time
I smashed it on the ground a long long time ago
It shattered when it fell and I broke the pieces
Each shard?s another reason another way to give up

I will never give up
I will never take the easy way out
I will never give up
I will never take the easy way out

Come on

The glass isn?t half empty this time
I smashed it on the ground a long long time ago
It shattered when it fell and I broke to pieces
Each shard?s another reason, another way to give up

This is, this is life
This is, this is struggle
This is, this is love
This is, this is war

This is, this is life
This is, this is struggle
This is, this is love
This is, this is war