Clint M. Haney
Clint M. Haney - Epitome songtekst
Je score:
Take a look at what's inside. A door to a tunnel, Of hollowed- out sorrows. Deep inside, inside the mind Of a one-celled brain Deep, dark void, no knowledge gained. Screaming at the top of my lungs! Saying nothing of importance. Why am I feeling like this! Cannot make any diference! I'm JUST THE, EPITOME! OF SIN There's nothin' within! I'm JUST THE, EPITOME! OF SIN So hollow and dim! Sorrowed cries fill up the void 'Round this damn prison Real mind cage, no fiction. Deep inside, inside this Rusty cage Think I'm fine, I've gone insane! Think I'm going out of my mind! Am I lost or really just blind! Does life really end up like this! This bullshit feels like death's own sentence! I'm JUST THE EPITOME! OF SIN There's nothin' within! I'm JUST THE EPITOME! OF SIN SO HOLLOW AND GRIM!