Tearful, Bitter, Broken-The Provenance

[ti:Tearful, Bitter, Broken] [ar:The Provenance] [al:Still At Arms Length] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Tearful, Bitter, Broken - The Provenance [00:39.92]So many things to say and not a soul to listen [00:50.20] [00:52.17]How can I get and your attention [00:56.69]If not with my own words [01:00.32] [01:00.95]You know it's hard with thoughts eating away at you [01:06.72] [01:07.48]It's tough to take a stand when you're sad [01:10.65] [01:13.14]Messed up and tattered feeling misunderstood [01:18.81] [01:22.97]Swallowed pills the taste of sweet sedation [01:29.15] [01:30.66]The road ends with this you know it will but [01:35.79]You're just glad you never had to brake [01:41.40] [02:03.42]Looking back at people places and events [02:12.50] [02:13.24]That really meant something to this pale reality [02:22.04] [02:22.94]In which you now find yourself tearful bitter broken [02:32.30] [02:33.31]Must make you feel alone with the sorrows of man [02:41.55] [02:45.98]With empty eyes you lay there [02:47.73] [02:48.64]Ignored and forgotten [02:50.03] [02:51.28]With empty eyes you lay there [02:54.31]Ignored and forgotten [02:55.84] [02:57.20]The sun shines through [02:58.15]Just to burn your face [02:59.64] [03:00.94]The sun shines through [03:02.77]Just to burn your face [03:04.44] [03:05.28]Welcoming smile at this parody of misfortune [03:10.41] [03:11.99]What made you think that anyone deserves this hell [03:15.19] [03:19.39]I've been where you are now [03:21.37] [03:21.89]That's no escape I tell you [03:23.97] [03:24.70]You must take control [03:26.75]F**k the sun and resurrect [03:29.05]You've made yourself a victim [03:31.73]A self burned man [03:33.47] [03:34.19]The only way's to take a stand [03:36.60]And make yourself heard [03:39.07] [04:01.99]Messed up and tattered [04:03.02] [04:03.88]Feeling misunderstood [04:06.27] [04:06.85]It's a common thing and you should know this [04:10.75] [04:11.61]No one will ever listen to a man of no words [04:16.03] [04:16.53]There's simply nothing there