Self-Fulfilling Tragedy Songtext
von Backstabbed

I hate myself
And I cannot believe
That everything I touch
Turns into tragedy
Everything I love
Turns its back on me
And everything I hate
Brings me to my knees

All is lost and nothing′s left
We keep walking on broken glass

Every turn looks the same
At the crossroads of my fate
Which bad choice will I make
Every turn looks the same
At the crossroads of my fate
Which bad choice will I make


In the depths of solitude
I hope to find solace
Amidst the chaos
A saving grace
Death
Death
The dice have been shaken in my name
The dice have been shaken in my name

Every turn looks the same
At the crossroads of my fate
Which bad choice will I make
Every turn looks the same
At the crossroads of my fate
Which bad choice will I make

Self-fulfilling tragedy
As our love becomes painful history
Painful history

I hate myself
And I cannot believe
That everything I touch
Turns into tragedy
Everything I love
Turns its back on me
And everything I hate
Brings me to my knees
Self-fulfilling tragedy


Every turn looks the same
At the crossroads of my fate
Which bad choice will I make
Every turn looks the same
At the crossroads of my fate
Which bad choice will I make

The weight of indecision
Pulls on my chest
But still my heart withstands the pressure
Our love is laid to rest
Laid to rest