Certainty... Corpses Bleed Cold

Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold

Why do I not escape

Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold

I'm the scourage of my self made wallsShadows of the past thrown on me

And broke my walls

All the time that has passed

However the pain is not less

Hopelessly caught in emptinessRecognition of boredomArms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold

Why do I not escape

Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold

I'm the scourage of my self made walls

Songwriters

Denis Schmidt;Andreas Doerner;Marc GoertzPublished by

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