Teksty piosenek Aesthetic Perfection

Aesthetic Perfection

Living The Wasted Life

Is this what's left of me

I sense a kiss

it's coming on

I sense the rift between us

my fault

I pray for something

a quick demise

substance to substitute a restless mind

call the doctors

call the gods

you can't call anyone

to save me now

weak is the one who crawls

lives life behind a wall

the only question here is

Why can't I ever...

Why can't I ever feel 4x

Why can't I ever feel

Why can't I ever feel

(2x)

Is this what's left of me

debilitated life

look back and see

nothing but my self wasted

is this what's left of me

what's left will be destroyed

Is it ever ending my self-hatred

Why can't I ever feel 4x

Your own emotions can be your greatest enemy

I am the cancer

I am the cause

I have the devil

sitting on my left shoulder

in this regression

I'm looking for

just some attention

so don't keep me waiting

without direction

spread the fault

searching for something

just a little less caustic

sirens that sing their song

seems like for just too long

I'll follow them and wonder

Why can't I ever feel

Why can't I ever feel 4x

Im tired of living my life this way

too fucked up to care anymore

we've all got someone commiserating

we just want to feel anything

(2x)

Is this what's left of me

debilitated life

look back and see

nothing but my self wasted

is this what's left of me

what's left will be destroyed

Is it ever ending my self-hatred

Why can't I ever feel 4x