Thrown To The Wind Lyrics - The Dying Things We Live For - Like Moths To Flames

I'm counting down until the day 

that I can close my eyes 

Sick of the lows that come with the highs 

I'm counting down until the day 

that I can reach past the light 

To find there is no other side 

Searching for hope becomes a disease 

Too sick to live 

Too sick to bleed 

(Too sick to bleed) 

You make things hard on yourself 

when you start bleeding out for someone else 

These are the numbered days 

we can't erase 

Don't spend a lifetime making the same mistakes 

Over and over again 

We cave in 

W ithout thinking 

We throw ourselves to the wind 

I'm counting down until the day that the sun 

swallows the world whole 

And all of hell follows 

I'm counting down until the day 

there's nothing left inside me 

And all my bones are hollowed out 

Searching for hope becomes a disease 

Too sick to live 

Too sick to fucking bleed 

Too sick to fucking bleed 

Too sick to bleed 

You make things hard on yourself 

when you start bleeding out for someone else 

These are the numbered days 

we can't erase 

Don't spend a lifetime making the same mistakes 

Over and over again 

We cave in 

W ithout thinking 

We throw ourselves to the wind 

I'm so sick of all the lows 

that come with the highs 

I'm so sick of all the lows 

that come with the highs 

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