Текст песни: Attached To The Fifth Story + перевод

I can’t

I can’t take it easily

I won’t

I won’t let it gravel me

But I transgress

Born into sin

Born into current

I can’t comply to a compliment

I won’t quietly ask for it

And the current still drags me in

Slow down. (Slow down, down, down)

The pills won’t make this go away;

Our trails stubbornly set in ways to revolt

Try to repulse. (Ohh)

Quake in the middle of the night feeling the choke

Your mind being pulled out of your head

I won’t swallow it logically

I see

I’m barraged by dollar signs

Show me in to permanent sleep

Quake in the middle of the night feeling the choke

Your mind being pulled out of your head

Noise fills your thoughts

Inhaling to catch your breath with every heartbeat

Swallow your pride

The strychnine’s benign

Dissolve your cyanide

Enchant all my lies

Discretely confined

Coagulate my designs

Am I seeing so clear

Original sin is a hoax.

Ready?

Tell me where are all the good times?

The ones that set us free

Tell me where are all the good times?

Tell me where are all the good times?

I’m a lost cause

Sailing off course

I’ll be good for you

I’ll be waiting for the daze

I’ve got a handful of the antidote

I’m working out I’m by the head of an angel

I can’t believe that I’m too blind to see

Oh

Tell me where are the good times?

I’m a lost cause

Sailing off course.

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