15 lonely years Listening to my breath Waiting in the darkness Wasting what time I've got left Walls are closing in Or does the outside world expand? I guess I've gone insane Blood drips from the ceiling
Tomorrow is just another word for misery
Be it dusk or dawn It's all the same to me In the cold light of my truth The darkness seem even more real
Tomorrow is just another word for misery
Tales from the crypt Tales from the crypt
Inhale, exhale The same air all over again Memories flee from me They despise my company
You know Tomorrow is just another word for misery
Tales from the crypt Tales from the crypt
I close my eyes But my mind is open wide Silence is deafening I need some peace of mind Hear me screaming from the grave I read the number of my wrist It's 666
Tomorrow is just another word for misery And all the yesterdays are my sworn enemies
