Like Moths To Flames - History Repeats lyrics

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(Verse)

It comes and goes in waves

Will there ever be a life worth all the pain?

While they’re buildin you up, you’ve gotta prepare for the hang

Bitter winds blow in to remind you of time you spent killin yourself

To find an empty bed

Killin yourself to find a place to rest your head

Nothin green on the other side

Death has no compromise

History repeats the same routine again

It’s hard to play this game when you can never win

Caught between everythin that you need to be

And what you want for the world to see

It’s hard to live with yourself when neither side can be pleased

It comes and goes in waves

Will there ever be a life worth all this pain?

When there’s nothin left for them to take, you leave out the same way you came

Bitter winds blow in to remind you of the things you’ll miss

Killin yourself to find a better way to live

Killin yourself to find a meanin in this

Learned to love the misery and lack of company that death is promisin me

Learned to love the misery and all of the tragedy that death is promisin me

A little hope will get you nowhere at all

You reap what you sow

We are not eternal

It comes and goes in waves

Will there ever be a life worth all this pain?

While they’re buildin you up, you’ve gotta prepare for the hang

Bitter winds blow in to remind you of the time you spent killin yourself

To find an empty bed

Killin yourself to find a place to rest your head

We are not eternal