No Sympathy
Broken bones
Smashed hearts
Withering past
Things are falling apart
I hate leaving you
But now its my choice
To live or die trying
Its called the cycle at its point
Bounding to break
Trying to fight
Whispering voices
Its the heavenly voice
Stuck in a cage
A burden to life
Filing deaths
The count is outnumbered
No crying out
No sympathy
No respect
No publicity
She came before me
Before my dying death
Took me down with her
Took me down with the rest...
Smashed hearts
Withering past
Things are falling apart
I hate leaving you
But now its my choice
To live or die trying
Its called the cycle at its point
Bounding to break
Trying to fight
Whispering voices
Its the heavenly voice
Stuck in a cage
A burden to life
Filing deaths
The count is outnumbered
No crying out
No sympathy
No respect
No publicity
She came before me
Before my dying death
Took me down with her
Took me down with the rest...