Goddammit Songtext
von Dining Dead

Now you say it over and over
That you′re lucky got it branded like a four-leaf clover
And, I don't feel the same

When my ears aren′t full of sound, they hurt
Goddammit
I am tacking on the years it happening, happening

When my ears aren't full of sound, they hurt
Goddammit
I am tacking on the years it happening, happening

When my ears aren't full of sound, they hurt
Goddammit
I am tacking on the years it happening, happening

I don′t want to go back home
Wash the strands of my hair, the palms of my hands with your soap
I don′t want to go back home
Wash the strands of my hair, the palms of my hands with your soap
I don't want to go back home
Wash the strands of my hair, the palms of my hands with your soap


Why
You could die, you could die, you could die
Die
You could try, you could try you could try
Try
Nevermind, nevermind, nevermind
Nevermind

Got my feet wet too late to be carefree
Keep the faucet running sounds like voices to me
And everything seems so pointless when people are dying

When my ears aren′t full of sound, they hurt
Goddammit
I am tacking on the years it happening, happening

When my ears aren't full of sound, they hurt
Goddammit
I am tacking on the years it happening, happening

I don′t want to go back home
Wash the strands of my hair, the palms of my hands with your soap
I don't want to go back home
Wash the strands of my hair, the palms of my hands with your soap
I don′t want to go back home
Wash the strands of my hair, the palms of my hands with your soap


Why
You could die, you could die, you could die
Die
You could try, you could try, you could try
Try
Nevermind, nevermind, nevermind
Nevermind

In this house I am the only one
In your walls I build a better one
In this house I am the only one
In your walls I build a better one
In your walls x3