You should be counting your blessings
From the cradle to the grave
It's not that I am alone
It's that there's nothing left to say
Fear and closure can't go hand in hand
Lust and leisure never have a plan
Time worth saving the line we draw is fine
Free to follow but never change your mind
But don't make me act like
We've been here before
There's nothing left of our life
Pain is my only disguise
Bleed, all alone by yourself and in due time
Does it comfort you yet, to lose your mind?
Sever the bind that holds you down
Does it comfort you yet?
Pain and sorrow now that goes hand in hand
The hate we borrow has stolen from the plan
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Time to let go and sever the pain
Bleed, all alone by yourself and in due time
Does it comfort you yet, to lose your mind?
Sever the bind that holds you down
Does it comfort you yet?
Sever sever
Sever
You should be counting your blessings
From the cradle to the grave
It's not that I am alone
It's that there's nothing to say
Bleed, all alone by yourself and in due time
Does it comfort you yet, to lose your mind?
Sever the bind that holds you down
Does it comfort you yet?
Does it comfort you yet? Sever
Does it comfort you yet? Sever
Does it comfort you yet? Sever
Does it comfort you yet?