Friday

This is Suicide Season.

We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore
The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too
For when he died, he took a part of you
No time for farewells, no chances for goodbyes
No explanations, no fucking reasons why
I watched it eat you up, pieces fallen on the floor
We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore
If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way
I would climb my way to Heaven, and bring him back home again
Don't give up hope my friend, this is not the end
Death is only a chapter
So let's rip out the pages of yesterday
Death is only a horizon and I'm ready for my sun to set
If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way
We would climb our way to Heaven, and bring him home again
We would do anything to bring him back to you
We would do anything to end what you're going through
I just thought I'd show some BMTH appreciation. This song is so sad and the lyrics are beautiful. I've been listening to it non-stop. I've started listening to BMTH more after the release of Suicide Season. I think it's great and don't really get what everybody was bitching about. I think that right they're better than ever.

2 comments:

  1. their lyrics are nice but i can't NEVER get them out of their songs.

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  2. Haha. You just have to listen really hard, but I definitely understand where you're coming from. I find that it really helps to read the lyrics then listen to the song. It helps me appreciate them a lot more, and when you can understand them when they're being sung, or should I say screamed, they're so much more powerful because you can actually hear and feel the emotion behind them.

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