Текст песни Scythe - Looper

Оригинальный текст песни Looper

Discarded by fate
Buried beneath the weight
Of my own misery

Watch me waste away
In a cycle of greed
I sell my soul every day
Just to serve the hand that feeds
Stuck in a waking nightmare
Counting the minutes in each day
As I let myself decay

Every clock strike is deafening
Like a game of russian roulette
Where I wonder when it’s my turn
To release myself from this hell

Anything to escape this pain
Anything to release me from this infinite hell

A head on collision
Something needs to break this cycle
A bullet in my head
To stop this suffering
One empty chamber
One less to feed
One bullet
To set me free

I’m not even living
I’m just barely existing
Slipping down the spiral
To my burial

Slipping down the spiral
Further and further

As I fade into nothingness
Void of a purpose
Counting the days
I watch my life pass by
And I wallow in the waste

No escape
No solace in reaching death’s embrace
A vicious cycle
I’m doomed to repeat
On loop till my heart’s final beat