Dreaming In Dog Years — текст песни (The Red Chord)

Searching for a mode and for a method.
What`s he thinking and what the fuck is he saying?
And does it matter anyway?
"Never again..." I begin to think,
as the liquid seeps in and the agony escapes my lungs.
The simple concept of trust.
You can`t take back some mistakes.
You`ve come to see me, now I know that my life must end.
And while I may be forgotten, there will be no forgiveness.
You`ve come to see me, now I know that my life must end.
Searching for mode or motivation... what was I thinking?
Dreaming in dog years.
And though I may be forgotten, there will be no forgiveness.
You`ve come to see me, now I know that my life must end.
Be it seven seconds or seven years,
it doesn`t matter when you`re dreaming in dog years.
Just like the kiss that condemned christ,
it was such a pity to throw what we had away Dreaming.
Now, I`m not afraid to die.
Just like the kiss that condemned christ, what a pity.
You threw it all away. Dog years.
Now I`m not afraid to die.
There`s nothing left. Dreaming.
Splitting headaches and random thoughts...what matters anyways?
Hypertension? Diabetes?
I had it all, now I can`t feel my legs.
I heard the metal clank, and Guy just sold out good ole` Bud.
And it`s not gonna be alright.
And it`s not going to be "ok."