Proudentall - Kill Myself текст песни

a tired try to turn to self
these words remain unspoken
give us hope and make them cures
this is something sacred and pure
and this is what we work for
god damn you're off, you're on, you're off, you're on
this silent thoughts can't carry on
and all this time we feared you will
you made your life from other shells like: the faces tried to get things right
the faces tried to set things right
these words are mine
an errored mess
these words are mine.