Текст песни Like Moths To Flames - Over the Garden Wall

Оригинальный текст песни Over the Garden Wall

Through the cracks in the wall I watched the black mold grow Nothing would stop the spread The ground starts to tremble below Drenched in thoughts so unnerving Tighten the grip around my neck Pain evolves I finally forget Doused in bleach Suicide of the mind Just to feel relief Everlasting the stress Refuses to leave Only consuming Doused in gasoline Will i burn for the things i've seen? Neglect the need to be heard Silence speaks Boarded up the windows to block out the lights I tried to hide from the world i built until it died Overgrown like a vine Rooted into the hands of the clock Killing time Am i just unwell these days? I’m not myself And it feels like i’ll never change Too late for me Nothing’s healing the hurt Only worsens the pain I led myself to be slaughtered here Killed by my own knife Suicide of the mind I led myself to be slaughtered here Killed by apathy Could never see things clear Is there a meaning to this?