Song Length |
3:37 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock |
Tempo |
Tempo Undefined |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
Mood |
Depressing, Vicious |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
"Would it be better if I drifted away?
I'm hanging on, but my hands are slipping.
Is there any way out of this pain,
I just keep falling on my face.
You're hearing voices inside your head,
looked up to life, but now you'd rather be dead.
You have secrets better left unsaid,
So please tell me please.
I hear the drums, and I drift away,
I hear the drums, they call my name,
I hear the silence that slowley kills me,
I hear the drums.
Standing alone, in a world you made,
At a loss for words you'd never say.
All along you were right,
sweet dreams for death tonight.
Once again I'm lost in faith,
a slow conception that cracks and breaks,
but my own life will never decay,
Weapons are words that I say.
I hear the drums, and I drift away,
I hear the drums, they call my name,
I hear the silence that slowley kills me,
I hear the drums.
A wish ain't worth your soul,
no matter what they say.
I am their opposite, I am their enemy.
I have a greater force,
what side do you fight for?
I hear the drums, and I drift away,
I hear the drums, they call my name,
I hear the silence that slowley kills me,
I hear the drums."