The pain of being alive ft. Storyteller guitar Lyrics

Mama wouldn't let me die

She could call me anytime

I try to get up but it's cold

Cold, silence, cozy, not how I was told

I am like dead man and

The skin starts ripping out of my face

No one is around me

But the time's hammer heavy pace

Sleepless nights on my humid pillow

Epidermic structures are falling like a willow

You wanna know the truth about the flames?

Sweet, tender end of the games

If there's nothing out there and you think a little bit

Then entire your existence means shit!

In the middle of the night

You can feel the pain of being alive

Two arms are hanging, they seem to be mine

Cannot see the difference from what I felt inside

Strange feeling that I'm still not alive

The Angel is above but he has black feathers

He just can't wait to have a chat with me

But he does a trick, he speeds up the hammer

How else could that be

In the middle of the night

You can feel the pain of being alive