Представляем точный текст композиции "Mourning Sickness" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Evil Adam . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Mourning Sickness» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Evil Adam передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Evil Adam - "Mourning Sickness"
Lyrics to Mourning Sickness : Hated, just for who I am. Its not my fault. My breath is baited, but no one cares. What do I do' It doesnt matter what, it just matters who! Ive been seen, with someone who is not From my scene. I dont know where it is that I fit in. What do I do' It doesnt matter what, their gonna fuck you! The ones you live for, The ones you die for, The ones you kill for, They suffer from humanity. The things youre put through, What others wont do, Dont care about you. It matters not to whom you be. The ones you live for, The ones you die for, The ones you kill for, They suffer from humanity. The things youre put through, What others wont do, Dont care about you. It matters not to whom you be. What is this' All of these things that, I wont miss, When i have left this world. I wonder why, That Im still here' I guess I wont know until i disappear. How did this, all start just because, of one kiss. Its fucking crazy! I cant deal, With all this pain... Id rather put an end to my senseless brain. The ones you live for, The ones you die for, The ones you kill for, They suffer from humanity. The things youre put through, What others wont do, Dont care about you. It matters not to whom you be. The ones you live for, The ones you die for, The ones you kill for, They suffer from humanity. The things youre put through, What others wont do, Dont care about you. It matters not to whom you be. And then comes the night, You pray for an end. Sick of your life, Sick of the trends. You hate the morning light, It wakes you from your rest. You wish that you could sleep, And never wake again. And never wake again. And never wake... The ones you live for, The ones you die for, The ones you kill for, They suffer from humanity. The things youre put through, What others wont do, Dont care about you. It matters not to whom you be. The ones you live for, The ones you die for, The ones you kill for, They suffer from humanity. The things youre put through, What others wont do, Dont care about you. It matters not to whom you be. Who is this, That determines What Im worth. It doesnt matter, I give in. I tire of this daily torture, That I suffer in. Dont jump! Thats what they tell you. Please dont shoot! Thats what they ask of you, Dont give in! Thats what they say. But they rather see you dying, anyway. And then comes the night, You pray for an end. Sick of your life, Sick of the trends. You hate the morning light, It wakes you from your rest. You wish that you could sleep, And never wake again. Your going to pull through, You warn the ones that care. You hope that they will cry, When you are not there. [ Mourning Sickness Lyrics ]
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