Текст: Coal Chamber. Giving The Devil His Due. Anxiety.

I look but everyone seems dead
I pray for safety with no net
I am the one they won't forget
I am the one they won't forget, life's a lie

Nothing's left to say
Might have been dismay
Anxiety, shut up

I see space between heads
This grave, it's not open yet
I pray for safety with no net
I am the one they won't forget, life's a lie

Nothing's left to say
Might have been dismay
Anxiety, shut up

Nothing's left to say
Might have been dismay
Anxiety, shut up

Nothing's left to say
Might have been dismay
Anxiety, shut up

Is everything to forget?
They'll pray for safety with no net
Life's a lie

Nothing's left to say
Might have been dismay
Anxiety, shut up

Nothing's left to say
Might have been dismay
Anxiety, shut up

Nothing's left to say
Might have been dismay
Anxiety, shut up

Nothing's left to say
Might have been dismay
Anxiety, shut up

Nothing's left to say, shut up
Nothing's left to say, shut up
Nothing's left to say, shut up
Nothing's left to say

Anxiety, could be anxiety