0:51 still gets a few tears out of me every now and then.
I need a purpose and I need a reason
I need to know that there is trophy and meaning
to all that we lose and all we fight for
to all our loves and to our wars
~ “Last Light” by Converge
Living Hell - Blessed Are The Dead
splitting at the seams, endless suffering.
there’s no solution, for the pounding in my brain.
riddled by disease, it takes the best of me.
i can’t live like this, i can’t think with this.
pressure, in my brain.
noose around my neck, tightens every day.
conflict in my soul, driving me insane.
push me to the edge, i’m about to break.
i can’t live like this, i can’t think within this.
pressure, in my brain. it’s in my brain.
there’s pressure, inside of me.
just push me and you’ll see.
