This hasn't been
A quiet year
I've been documenting the last doings
Of mankind
The pain we caused
And left behind
Those who needed us the most
It seems
Are banished from our minds
We drank a cup of bitterness
Tried to fill that emptiness somehow
They say that I
Have to grow
Much thicker skin
But don't you know
It's thinner every day
So I drink a cup of bitterness
That will grow some hair on your chest
They say
Sometimes it seems
This is the end
What was in your hand
Now slips through you
Like grains of sand
The towers of hate
And walls you've built
They now seem to crack
Under the weight of
Your own guilt
They say that I
Have to grow
Much thicker skin
But don't you know
It's thinner every day
We drank a cup of bitterness
Tried to fill that emptiness somehow
This hasn't been
A quiet year
I've been documenting the last doings
Of mankind
They say that I
Have to grow
Much thicker skin
But don't you know
It's thinner every day
So we drink a cup of bitterness
Tried to fill that emptiness
We drink a cup of bitterness
Tried to fill that emptiness somehow