Threshold
Raise the dead to dredge knee-high through sh*t.
Scared to leave, disengage forgotten thoughts.
Run your marathon, your ill-begotten truth.
I don't want it, don't need it, don't want it, don't need it,
I don't feel anymore.
I can't see, I can't feel, I can't breathe it.
I don't want it, don't need it, don't want it, don't need it,
I don't feel anymore.
I can't see, I can't feel, I can't kill it.
Raise the dead to dredge knee-high through shit.
Scared to leave, disengage forgotten thoughts.
Run your marathon, your ill-begotten truth.
Still I'm finding I'm changing. I break away!
And you can't stay satisfied when you live on borrowed time,
And I know that will not change your mind.
Run your marathon, your ill-begotten truth.
by ursão#
Umbral
Levanta a los muertos para dragar hasta la rodilla a través de sh*t
Asustado de irse, desenganchar pensamientos olvidados
Corre tu maratón, tu mala verdad
No lo quiero, no lo necesito, no lo quiero, no lo necesito
Ya no me siento
No puedo ver, no puedo sentir, no puedo respirar
No lo quiero, no lo necesito, no lo quiero, no lo necesito
Ya no me siento
No puedo ver, no puedo sentir, no puedo matarlo
Levanta a los muertos para dragar hasta la rodilla a través de la basura
Asustado de irse, desenganchar pensamientos olvidados
Corre tu maratón, tu mala verdad
Sigo encontrando que estoy cambiando. ¡Me escapo!
Y no puedes estar satisfecho cuando vives en tiempo prestado
Y sé que eso no cambiará de opinión
Corre tu maratón, tu mala verdad
por ursão