Bullet For My Valentine - Death by a Thousand Cuts [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Chorus]
It's not like I'm giving up
I'm just so tired of hurting (Hurting)
And sometimes it's all too much
When every wound takes its toll
I've just been silently waiting (Waiting)
For death by a thousand cuts

[Verse 1]
I've never felt alive, so never felt the pain
But now we're face to face
You wanna take a piece, I need to feel relief
Dig deep and lacerate
Hate bleeding from the skies
I guess I'm at the alter for a sacrifice
You wanna take my life, you wanna take my life
I'm not afraid to die

[Pre-Chorus]
When hope is all but gone
There's nothing more to give
Look deep inside yourself
And carry on

[Chorus]
It's not like I'm giving up
I'm just so tired of hurting (Hurting)
And sometimes it's all too much
When every wound takes its toll
I've just been silently waiting
For death by a thousand cuts

[Verse 2]
I need to find a space, a little room to breathe
Don't let me suffocate
You wanna cut the vein, you wanna see me bleed
And watch my life decay
I'm feeling dead inside
Now take me to the cross and you can crucify
You wanna take my life, you wanna take my life
I'm not afraid to die

[Pre-Chorus]
When hope is all but gone
There's nothing more to give
Look deep inside yourself
And carry on

[Chorus]
It's not like I'm giving up
I'm just so tired of hurting (Hurting)
And sometimes it's all too much
When every wound takes its toll
I've just been silently waiting
For death by a thousand cuts

[Post-Chorus]
Nothing seems to calm the storm
I can't take it anymore
But still the rain keeps falling
Broken, battered, ripped, and torn
No more battles, no more wars
We might find peace in the end

[Guitar Solo]

[Pre-Chorus]
When hope is all but gone (Hope is all but gone)
There's nothing more to give (Nothing more to give)
Look deep inside yourself
And carry on

[Chorus]
It's not like I'm giving up
I'm just so tired of hurting (Hurting)
And sometimes it's all too much
When every wound takes its toll
I've just been silently waiting
For death by a thousand—
It's not like I'm giving up
I'm just so tired of hurting (Hurting)
And sometimes it's all too much
When every wound takes its toll
I've just been silently waiting
For death by a thousand cuts
Death by a thousand cuts