Letras:
Afi The Art Of Drowning

: Lie in comfort of sweet calamity with nothing left to lose Like in the darkness, I'm slowly drowned to sleep nothing left to lose. Three tears I've

: Now ending discreetly, just like a hidden sin, as I go under please tuck me in. Make me invisible. This hidden explosion calls for a wandering cast

: Again and again they blend into one, my father the morning pushes through moonlight love. So what's sleep? Sleep. I'm tired, so tired, but it seems

: Swing through sadness, tears of joy Curse the sunlight. Arsenic for the girls and boys. Drink the madness, smoke so coy. Smile injection. Serum of

: I feel it washing over me, the slow poisonous tide. pins and needles dance on me. sickness undefined. now i'm afraid to face the sky. please someone

: I can't think and i can't speak! my mind is not my own! feeling like my will is weak! cannot find the strength to go on! i've battled! i'm fucking

: I remember when I was told of story of crushed velvet, candle wax, and dried up flowers The figure on the bed all dressed up in roses, calling Beckoning

: I can feel you waiting for me as the sun retreats to the hills and I, beneath the blanket of a burning sky, wrap myself within. Embraced by dead leaves

If you can't stand Upon the water I will see you on the ocean floor When you blink do you only find the misery between the lines? Then take my hand and