Forty Fathoms - Poor Coward Şarkı Sözü

Forty Fathoms - Poor Coward Şarkı Sözü

23 with nothing worthy to say 
I spit it out in the worst of ways 
23 with nothing worthy to say 
I spit it out 
I spit it out 
I'm the worst fucking thing 

You see I'm just sick of getting older 
As time goes on my insides grow colder 
There's no cure in sight 
So try as you might 
I don't see myself coming out of this one 

[2x] 
Don't sing along 
You don't want to feel how I fell 

Not a single one of you 
Should put this in your head 
'Cause it'll make you feel 
Better off dead 
You're better off dead 
Can't you feel the hands of father time 
Reaching for your neck 
Reaching for your neck 

All my life is now is just a pool of regret 
Who am I? 

Am I myself when you're around me? 
When you speak I just turn away 
It's so much further than I can see 
And now I live in envy 

23 with nothing worthy to say, to say 
I spit it out in the worst of ways 
I'm the worst fucking thing 

Like clockwork the tortured days 
The hours, the minutes, they all stay the same 
Try to move forward but my mind is a mess 
I'm a coward. 
How much will I pay to remove this mask from my goddamn face? 

It's hard to find the motivation when there's no inspiration 
There's no fucking inspiration 
Give me a reason 
Give me a sign 
Give me a reason, a reason why 

[2x] 
Am I myself when you're around me? 
When you speak I just turn away 
It's so much further than I can see 
And now I live in envy 

(live in envy) 

The only thing lying underneath is a man who's afraid to live 
Is a man who's afraid to live? 

[2x] 
I've been sinking but I thought 
We had already sunk 

I just can't go any deeper, any deeper 
I can't go sinking 
I am a sunken ship 
Take, take what you want from me