Текст песни Alt. - Devil's Cut

Оригинальный текст песни Devil's Cut

Too much hurt, the sentimental respite,
I was full of love and now I’m deprived,
I told myself I can’t forgive you again,
You’ll break my heart and then you ask for amends,
Repent

One last call, the doors are closing,
Hit the road,
You’ve filled your cup, with tainted blood,
To find your soul and pour it out

Too much pride to break the cycle of hurt,
You brush it off and push me down in the dirt,
I’m sick and tired of picking up the pieces for no reason

One last call, the doors are closing,
Hit the road,
You’ve filled your cup, with tainted blood,
To find your soul and pour it out

I know you have demons,
You know they’re not mine to fight,
I hear them screaming,
I know they’ll never die,
The venoms coursing through your brain, until there’s nothing left but pain

You couldn’t find the key, so you ripped the love from me,
You couldn't find the key

One last call the doors are closing,
Hit the road,
You’ve filled your cup, with tainted blood,
To find your soul and pour it out,
The bottles empty, I hope you find what you need at the bottom,
So pour it out

Pour it out,
You couldn't find the key, so you ripped the love from me