Текст песни: The Apple of Discord + перевод

If this is all there is, then count me out

It’s headaches and caffeine

It’s rationing of sleep

I’d trade an hour of these dreams for one more awake

I’d rather lose the rest than live through one more night of this

But these red lights and stop signs

Are keeping me still for too long

There’s too much time to think

But not enough to get anything done

Just kill the lights, and I’ll count my losses

There’s no point in anything anymore

If I can’t take a breath, or make the slightest movement

Without disappointing everyone

There’s no comfort in this scripture

Or at least not right away

Two dozen books go by before I even recognize Your face

Two thousand years of brimstone

And thirty more of perfect love

Sometimes I doubt Moses and Matthew

Really wrote of the same God

(But I’m more than certain which one’s wrong)

But these red lights and stop signs

Are keeping me still for too long

There’s too much time to think

But not enough to get anything done

Just kill the lights, and I’ll count my losses

There’s no point in anything anymore

If I can’t take a breath, or make the slightest movement

Without disappointing everyone

Please forgive me for my sins

O God, forgive me what I am

So I say my prayers in secret

I whisper words behind closed doors

«Be merciful to me, a sinner!»

Said the tax collector to the Lord

When did Your church become so prideful?

So quick to trade in love for hate?

They’re preaching Sodom and Gomorrah

They hate God’s children in God’s name

Let he who is without sin

But have not a word to say of grace

Be the first to cast his stone

Just kill the lights, and I’ll count my losses

There’s no point in anything anymore

If I can’t take a breath, or make the slightest movement

Without disappointing everyone

Please forgive me for my sins

O God, forgive me what I am

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