Из альбома: House of Ill Fame
Apocalypse horizon, dead trees on rough terrain
With rocks to keep your eyes on, dark clouds threaten rain
If I die all alone and you endowed will I see you again
On your own or in this crowd safe inside these walls and
Witness this endless falter
As poison drifts through water
In my cup in my finest hour
Give in sit down, Why Bother
Why Bother
It wont be long, before we sink into the scene
I hope not to be long, I want to come clean
Witness this endless falter
As poison drifts through water
In my cup in my finest hour
Give in sit down, Why Bother
Witness this endless falter
As poison drifts through water
In my cup in my finest hour
Give in sit down, Why Bother
Why Bother?
Why Bother?
Why Bother?
If I die all alone and you endowed will I see you again
On your own or in this crowd safe inside these walls and
Witness this endless falter
As poison drifts through water
In my cup in my finest hour
Give in sit down, Why Bother
Witness this endless falter
As poison drifts through water
In my cup in my finest hour
Give in sit down, Why Bother
Why Bother?
Why Bother?
Why Bother?
Why Bother?
Why Bother?
Why Bother?
Yeah