Текст песни Love is a Black Widow - The Pessimist

Helpless and scared
Sick from the trying
Hopeless and alone
Have to keep running
The wailing is on its way
Rising up in my chest
It's only a matter of time
Before the peaceful moment ends
Panic is back
Eating up my veins
Tearing out my insides
Leaving on the empty space
The dying words
Of a better time
Petals left alone
To whither and dry
Stem wilts and decays into the earth
Last chances sink in to the cold hard dirt
The rain created a poetic frame
The problem is things don't end that way
Sometimes the answers aren't there
No matter how we strain to find them