KILLSWITCH Songtext
von Your Neighbors

I know how to fix this
It′s nothing new
I've been here before
I just need a little distance
Some long lines
And a taste of the floor
It′s really none of your business
How do I my dirty
How I blow off steam
You know we all got needs
And false beliefs
See
I can't wait for a saving grace
I fabricate my own
Euphoria
See
I can't wait for someone to give me grace
I just make my own up
And it′s all the same love
You can run from your problems


But you can′t run from yourself
Even idling hands
Are always destined for hell
Oh the remedies work less than barely
I'm the god that always fails me
Run from your problems
But you can′t run from yourself
Idling hands
Are always destined for hell
The remedies work less than barely
I'm the god that always fails me
I don′t know how to fix this
Oscillating through a pleasure and pain
Oh so pseudo-masochistic
Isolated in a million ways
Whether I crush it down
And snort it up
Or roll it up
And burn it down
Or pour it up
And drown it out
The feeling always finds a way
Can't keep the thoughts at bay
Whether I
Binge all night
And sleep all day
Or fuck all night
With someone strange
Or even when I′m best behaved
The feeling never goes way
It never goes away
Never once I thought I could be
Anything more than I should be
Is there a better version of me
Or is this the best it gets
Because
Never once I thought I could be
Anything more than I should be
Is there a better version of me
Or is this the best it gets
Because
Never once I thought I could be
Anything more than I should be
Is there a better version of me
Or is this the best it gets
You can't run from your problems
You can't run from yourself
Idling hands
Are always destined for hell
The remedies work less than barely
I′m the god that always fails me
Run from your problems
You can′t run from yourself
Idling hands
Are always destined for hell
The remedies work less than barely
I'm the god that always fails me