You should be counting your blessings
From the cradle to the grave
It's not that I am alone
It's that there's nothing left to say
Fear and closure
Can't go hand in hand
Lust and leisure
Never have a plan
Time worth saving
The line we draw is fine
Free to follow
But never change your mind
But don't make me act like we've been here before
There's nothing left of our life
Pain is my only disguise
Bleed, all alone by yourself
And in due time
Does it comfort you yet, to lose your mind?
Sever the bind that holds you down
Does it comfort you yet?
Pain and sorrow
Now that goes hand in hand
The hate we borrow
Has stolen from the plan
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Time to let go
And sever the pain
Bleed, all alone by yourself
And in due time
Does it comfort you yet, to lose your mind?
Sever the bind that holds you down
Does it comfort you yet?
Sever
Sever
Sever
You should be counting your blessings
From the cradle to the grave
It's not that I am alone
It's that there's nothing to say
Bleed, all alone by yourself
And in due time
Does it comfort you yet, to lose your mind?
Sever the bind that holds you down
Does it comfort you yet?
Does it comfort you yet?
Sever
Does it comfort you yet?
Sever
Does it comfort you yet?
Sever
Does it comfort you yet?
