My Sorrow Songtext
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My Sorrow Songtext
Is life always this hard?
Or just when you′re a kid?
Always like this
Deep thought rises inside of me
Confound and explicit memory
Rife with regret and remorse
Steering a course for a dark mental odyssey
I know it's pointless to play the past
Over and over from first frame until the last
Stuck in slow motion replay
Seeking to alter the plot or cast
But what you don′t know
Is I wouldn't trade the way I feel
Cause nothing's done more to make me heal
As I lie awake
My heart wounds can fester all they need
Ejecting the splinters with utmost speed
My sorrow covers and comforts me
My sorrow isn′t the enemy
Rather my tireless friend
On this I can always depend
My sorrow proves that my heart′s alive
My sorrow gives me the sense that I want to survive
My sorrow
My sorrow
Please don't take it away from me
Some may think it pathetic
Or it may be genetic
Obsessing on losses gone by
But pondering why makes the world poetic
Great art, great text, great symphonies
They all spring forth from agonies
This you cannot deny
Aren′t you curious why?
I'm gonna tell you a secret
Life is best at its bleakest
If you don′t feel this way too
Then I'm sorry for you
My sorrow covers and comforts me
My sorrow isn′t the enemy
Rather my tireless friend
On this I can always depend
My sorrow proves that my heart's alive
My sorrow gives me the sense that I want to survive
My sorrow
My sorrow
My sorrow covers and comforts me
My sorrow isn't the enemy
Rather my tireless friend
On this I can always depend
My sorrow proves that my heart′s alive
My sorrow gives me the sense that I want to survive
My sorrow
My sorrow
Great art, great text, great symphonies
They all spring forth from agonies
Or just when you′re a kid?
Always like this
Deep thought rises inside of me
Confound and explicit memory
Rife with regret and remorse
Steering a course for a dark mental odyssey
I know it's pointless to play the past
Over and over from first frame until the last
Stuck in slow motion replay
Seeking to alter the plot or cast
But what you don′t know
Is I wouldn't trade the way I feel
Cause nothing's done more to make me heal
As I lie awake
My heart wounds can fester all they need
Ejecting the splinters with utmost speed
My sorrow covers and comforts me
My sorrow isn′t the enemy
Rather my tireless friend
On this I can always depend
My sorrow proves that my heart′s alive
My sorrow gives me the sense that I want to survive
My sorrow
My sorrow
Please don't take it away from me
Some may think it pathetic
Or it may be genetic
Obsessing on losses gone by
But pondering why makes the world poetic
Great art, great text, great symphonies
They all spring forth from agonies
This you cannot deny
Aren′t you curious why?
I'm gonna tell you a secret
Life is best at its bleakest
If you don′t feel this way too
Then I'm sorry for you
My sorrow covers and comforts me
My sorrow isn′t the enemy
Rather my tireless friend
On this I can always depend
My sorrow proves that my heart's alive
My sorrow gives me the sense that I want to survive
My sorrow
My sorrow
My sorrow covers and comforts me
My sorrow isn't the enemy
Rather my tireless friend
On this I can always depend
My sorrow proves that my heart′s alive
My sorrow gives me the sense that I want to survive
My sorrow
My sorrow
Great art, great text, great symphonies
They all spring forth from agonies
Writer(s): Fredrik Hans Ola Mattsson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

