Idée Fixe – A Feast For Kings – letras

Splintering into the very fibersOf who I once wasI’m disappearing like a fogIt isn’t easy to recognize meI was born from the dirtTo dirt is where I will returnThis is self medicated therapyThis is who I never wanted to beSmoked out by the thief in meI stole my own, own future II stole my own path to survival II stole my own, own future II sold every part of meTo something emptyLet me take a hit for the last timeThere’s something ’bout itI can’t denyI get that feeling in my bonesIt’s just too hard to let goLet me take a sip for the last timeThere’s something ’bout itI can’t denyWithdrawals are creeping andI guess this means I lose againCountless times of hangingMy head in shameI’m torn up by the lie’Lets live it up’I’ve got nothing, got nothingTo move on when the sun comes upCountless times of tyingThe noose againI’m torn up by the lie’Lets live it up’I breathe nothing, mean nothingTo anyone but I just can’t stopI give upBreak meA hundred times andA hundred moreI want this but I need you moreHear meI may speak withA weak voiceBut your power shines throughMy weaknessThis is my final cry for helpGod guide me throughThis salted pathYou’re the only who hasn’t leftYou’re the only one that I have leftPlease hear meLet me take a hit for the last timeThere’s something ’bout itI can’t denyI get that feeling in my bonesIt’s just too hard to let goLet me take a sip for the last timeThere’s something ’bout itI can’t denyWithdrawals are creeping andI guess this means I lose againDon’t take that hit when youSaid you’ve quitDon’t take that, don’t take that