Hate Songtext
von Jumping the Gun
Hate Songtext
The old man sits and stares as the
Clock ticks away the rest of his life
He thought that he was prepared to make his journey to the afterlife
It seems like yesterday he said through his head his cynical lie
But at 25 years old you′re already a third ready to die
Well it crawls from the dark to take us
Just to kill our eyes and shake us well
Life is too short oh so they say
But we won't think about it till the end of our days
The clock strikes twelve and he wonders
If he′s died and he's going to hell
He remembers when he was a boy and he
Did all he could do to try and excel
But no matter how he tried he couldn't help but give in to the lie
Now as his heart stops he feels himself beginning to cry
One more breath and the pain goes down
One more step and he falls to the ground
One more breath and the pain goes down
One more step and he falls to the ground
And it crawls from the dark to take us
Just to kill our eyes and shake us well
Life is too short oh so they say
But we won′t think about it till the end of our days
Clock ticks away the rest of his life
He thought that he was prepared to make his journey to the afterlife
It seems like yesterday he said through his head his cynical lie
But at 25 years old you′re already a third ready to die
Well it crawls from the dark to take us
Just to kill our eyes and shake us well
Life is too short oh so they say
But we won't think about it till the end of our days
The clock strikes twelve and he wonders
If he′s died and he's going to hell
He remembers when he was a boy and he
Did all he could do to try and excel
But no matter how he tried he couldn't help but give in to the lie
Now as his heart stops he feels himself beginning to cry
One more breath and the pain goes down
One more step and he falls to the ground
One more breath and the pain goes down
One more step and he falls to the ground
And it crawls from the dark to take us
Just to kill our eyes and shake us well
Life is too short oh so they say
But we won′t think about it till the end of our days
Writer(s): Andrew Boucher, Mark Alan Weeks, Greg Emond, Jean-marc Tessier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

