Lina Inverse - Aid

Too much time spent contemplating On the pressures taking hold All I need's a little safety From the burden in my bones 'Cause every morning I wake up on the floor And I need a little bottle as a little recourse Now I've lost all recognition as a credible source And I'm digging deeper down this hole 'cause Everything is burning in my skin On and on and on it goes With nothing but the scars to show Everything is making me feel sick On and on and on it goes So cut me off before I lose control Is this all vacant complication From the burdens I'm bestowed Is this all part of something greater Then the emptiness I know? Or am I the one Who always tends to put me in this situation? Do I design my own frustration? So am I the one Who always tends to reignite the suffocation? Am I my own self condemnation? Everything is burning in my skin On and on and on it goes With nothing but the scars to show Everything is making me feel sick On and on and on it goes So cut me off before I lose control So am I the one Who always tends to reignite and suffocate? Am I designed to watch the pain burn?

It's heavy on my mind The love we made See I being struggling with this a long time, day after day The fact that I love you but sometimes I just want to be through with you I Baby you the sun that, chases all the rain away And, baby you're the gray cloud that, darken a perfect day II What I wouldn't do to make this thing go smooth (repeat) Baby, baby when I look in your eyes, I see That you are afraid, to give your heart, completely I know that you love me but sometimes I just can't get through, to you You say I'm the one who put the smile on your face But know, I can be the one, that take it all away II What I wouldn't do to make this thing go smooth (repeat) Could it be we miss the love songs the radio don't play That makes us give up so easy, and throw it all away Nobody talks about love anymore Everybody to busy getting paid Oh, Oh, Oh I Baby you the sun that chases all the rain away And baby you're the gray cloud that darken a perfect day II What I wouldn't do to make this thing go smooth (repeat) Oh, I think we miss the love songs the radio don't play And trying to give up to easy and throw it all away Nobody talks about love but everybody getting paid What I wouldn't do