Текст песни Sorry, No Sympathy - The Bitter End

Оригинальный текст песни The Bitter End

I’ll never fear the fact that I am dying.
Even if I’m 1,000 miles from my home my only fear is the fact that we're not trying,
And world peace is something we may never know.
As the cold consumes my body I start to lose control,
All I wanted was to find myself, but my shadow is all I’ve ever known.
You don’t have to listen to my words if you don’t want to,
But when I’m done, I’ll be sure to listen to you.
I am the artist of my own reality.
With careful hands I sculpted my reflection, piece by piece.
At the bitter end, I held the world in my hands.
For the first time in my life I can finally see that the world is not the problem,
The problem was always me.
You don’t know me
Well I don’t know myself
You don’t have to listen to my words if you don’t want to,
But when I’m done, I’ll be sure to listen to you.
I’ll be sure to listen to you.
Carry me into the sun.
Let the light pour through my eyes, until the dead of night is gone.
Carry me into the sun
You're the embodiment of hope, it’s the torch that you hold.
I’m a thousand miles from you now, Just know you, were my home.