armageddon

art of dying

if i really thought it was hopeless

and if nobody ever really noticed

i bet i would have never even tried

and here i am still alive

keep telling me i should stop dreaming

and i won't amount to nothing

nothing

about to lose my mind

do what i say

don't do what i do

the blind lead the blind

who gives a fuck 'bout you

i'm reaching out for anything

cause i feel the weight of everything

on top of me

top of me

armageddon

armageddon

hard to wish upon a storm

keep calling but no one can hear you no more

it covers me

covers me

armageddon

i'm getting out

so tired of the endless chatter

does it really ever even matter

there's a war of words in my head

and if i listen gonna end up dead

do what i say

not what i do

the blind lead the blind

don't give a fuck about you

i'm reaching out for anything

cause i feel the weight of everything

on top of me

top of me

armageddon

armageddon

hard to wish upon a storm

keep calling but no one can hear you no more

it covers me

covers me

armageddon

i'm getting out

can you hear me now through all the screaming

can you hear me now through all the bleeding

bleeding

i'm reaching out for anything

cause i feel the weight of everything

on top of me

top of me

armageddon

armageddon

hard to wish upon a storm

keep calling but no one can hear you no more

it covers me

covers me

armageddon

i'm getting out.