History Repeats Lyrics - The Dying Things We Live For - Like Moths To Flames

It comes and goes in waves 

Will there ever be a life worth all the pain? 

While they're building you up, you've gotta prepare for the hang 

Bitter winds blow in to remind you of time you spent killing yourself 

to find an empty bed 

Killing yourself to find a place to rest your head 

Nothing green on the other side 

Death has no compromise 

History repeats the same routine again 

It's hard to play this game when you can never win 

Caught between everything that you need to be 

and what you want for the world to see 

It's hard to live with yourself when neither side can be pleased 

It comes and goes in waves 

Will there ever be a life worth all this pain? 

When there's nothing left for them to take, you leave out the same way you came 

Bitter winds blow in to remind you of the things you'll miss 

Killing yourself to find a better way to live 

Killing yourself to find a meaning in this 

Learned to love the misery and lack of company that death is promising me 

Learned to love the misery and all of the tragedy that death is promising me 

A little hope will get you nowhere at all 

You reap what you sow 

We are not eternal 

It comes and goes in waves 

Will there ever be a life worth all this pain? 

While they're building you up, you've gotta prepare for the hang 

Bitter winds blow in to remind you of the time you spent killing yourself 

To find an empty bed 

Killing yourself to find a place to rest your head 

We are not eternal 

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