Papa Roach
Last Resort
From: Infest
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A Song For The Optimists
Blow the last candle out. let the was harden
I wish I could stop crying. I wish someone still loved me
Just breathe and focus. how can I when the air is so cold and empty
That my lungs froze right in my chest
I'll be honest the silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture
And the smiles are so difficult to fake
What do I have to do, or who do I have to kill, to get what I want. what I need
Happiness is an emotion I was born to this world without,
nothing pleases me. I cannot be satiated
Thru this toil I will breed my own distress and destroy my best hopes,
fuck up the only things I love.
I WATCHED MY DREAMS DIE.
I watched my aspirations crash to the ground on the backs of the angels that I've slain.
But I meant so well, I tried to hard, gave every ounce of my soul, to what end.
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away.
I wish I could stop crying. I wish someone still loved me
Just breathe and focus. how can I when the air is so cold and empty
That my lungs froze right in my chest
I'll be honest the silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture
And the smiles are so difficult to fake
What do I have to do, or who do I have to kill, to get what I want. what I need
Happiness is an emotion I was born to this world without,
nothing pleases me. I cannot be satiated
Thru this toil I will breed my own distress and destroy my best hopes,
fuck up the only things I love.
I WATCHED MY DREAMS DIE.
I watched my aspirations crash to the ground on the backs of the angels that I've slain.
But I meant so well, I tried to hard, gave every ounce of my soul, to what end.
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away.
