Jason — текст песни (Terrorvision)

When the cold wind blows

And the sarcasm cuts me again

A young mans pride is torn up

By what he calls friends

And as he gets restless anger fills him with hate

Then he grows reckless but its already too late

He grabs his surroundings pulls them towards him

Looks up to the heavens as he falls from grace

Its four in the morning the silence is deafening

He looks in the mirror and it spits in his face



Cmon now jason its your life youre wasting

Its your destination bye bye jason

Cmon now jason youre leaving tomorrow

Your trains in the station bye bye jason



Cross my palms with silver

Ill cross the streets paved with gold

Just say you never saw nothing

At least thats what youre told



Cmon now jason its your life your wasting

Its your destination bye bye jason

Cmon now jason youre leaving tomorrow

Your trains in the station bye bye jason