Ouroboros
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Ouroboros
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It’s getting harder to breathe
Harder to feel free
It’s getting tougher to write
Tougher to feel things
It’s getting harder to live
Harder to pay bills
Hard to feel alive
It’s getting harder to breathe
Harder to feel free
It’s getting tougher to write
Tougher to feel things
I need help
I feel sick of taking these pills
Life must be sweet once we’re fucking dead
Yeah, once we’re dead
Sometimes I drown in the sound like trying to find the silence
Lost in the noise of this world
Show me the way through the darkness
I gotta pay.. Pay for a daydream
Look at my soul
Trapped with the bailiffs
I might die, starving to death
Biting my own tail again and again
I can’t hear myself think
This fucking room must be talking ‘cause I can hear it
I see me kissing death between these walls
Life must be sweet on the other side
I don’t wanna pay for a fucking life that I don’t want
Because the rats get fat while the brave men die
That ain’t a lie
It’s sad to say but that’s how the world fucking runs
No, this is not for the money
Put your doubts aside
Music is not about filling a fucking bank account
That’s what they want
Not what we fucking wanted
It makes me sick
Sick of seeing motherfuckers ruling the world whereas it burns
Sick of living in a world that I don’t understand
Amongst the wolves
Sometimes I drown in the sound like trying to find the silence
Lost in the noise of this world
Show me the way through the darkness
If I’m a basket case
This casket will welcome me with open arms like an old friend of mine
Just like an old friend of mine
Oh, I need a room to breathe
No, I can’t go on like this
It’s getting harder to breathe
Harder to feel free
It’s getting tougher to write
Tougher to feel things
I need help
I feel sick of taking these pills
This life must be sweet once we’re dead
Fuck
Hell is full, don’t you see?
Hell is full and we’re dragged into the depths
Oh shit… heaven doesn’t exist
We dance between the devil’s hands
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Novelists performs "Ouroboros", and this lyric page sits inside the Novelists catalog on LyroVerse.
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