Interpret:

Atreyu

Album:

A Death Grip On Yesterday

You put a bullet in my head
Turn black thoughts to red
This could all end in tragedy
I dream of your death
Lay you down to rest
I won't look back in fond memory


But time marches on
Like a soldier
Are you a killer?
I think I know what you are
A thief in the night
And though it's taken me so very long
To figure you out
You're throwing stones
Your glass castle is falling down
On top of your good-times
I'm not interested in working this out


And that's what you are
A sad plastic fucking mess
Don't come to me with how you're
Tired, used up and
Just barely getting by
Because I would walk on by and
Not even, not even kick you when you’re down
Though you would deserve it
Because you are lower than
The lowest dog
But this is the part
Where I say


GOODBYE


And let the sands of time
Blow over us
Say goodbye
And let the sands of time
Blow over you
You've never had to crawl
So you've never had to see
What it feels like
To be
So
Trapped
Underneath
The weight of someone world
Comes crashing down on me
I was longing to be free
I put the bullet in you and me


This is my farewell to you and I
This will all end in tragedy