Tremonti

Bleak

Tremonti


Just like your father
Cruel just like the day is long
You've fallen farther
Dropping like you're made of stone
The space between us
Growing like you know it can
You're like the dreamers
Never thought it'll ever end
Until it ends (Until it ends)

Could it be your bleak point of view?
What's lifting me, oh, it's killing you
So when you die, left wanting more
You'll see this tragedy made no sense at all
(No sense at all)

You'rе goin' under
Currents pullin' way too strong
You're torn asundеr
Placed right back where you belong
You break the silence
Sliding backward once again
Resort to violence
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It never ends

Could it be your bleak point of view?
What's lifting me, oh, it's killing you
So when you die left wanting more
You'll see this tragedy made no sense at all
(No sense at all)

The lessons I've learned
You've grown cold and I'm concerned
The point that I make
There comes a time we all break

Now here at last, the time gone
Remain the fool, the victim of
Life, it would likely beat you down
At least the fight is over now
(It's over now)

Could it be your bleak point of view?
What's lifting me, oh, it's killing you
So when you die left wanting more
You'll see this tragedy made no sense at all, oh
Compositor: Mark Tremonti

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