Letra da Música Possibilities of an Impossible Existence de Whitechapel

Watch where you point your fucking finger
It's a matter of time before you're all alone
And you're waiting for someone to save you
Now listen to these words I speak

I am not a god
I'm not telling you to change
All I want from you is to leave this place

I just want this weight off your shoulders
Let your legs give in so it will crush you
Open your fucking ears and listen to these words I speak

I am not a god, I'm not telling you to change
All I want from you is to leave this place
Just leave this place

The possibility of change has left us all alone
Now look your family in the eyes and say goodbye
The last bit of hope we had has been destroyed
Just close your eyes and never wake up again

You'll never wake up again

How dare you enter?
Feel the pressure of our voices crushing your soul
We don't want you dead
We just want you to feel what it's like to be burned alive
I will point my finger now
And you will listen to these words I speak

I am not a god, I'm not telling you to change
All I want from you is to leave this place
Just leave this place

The possibility of change has left us all alone
Now look your family in the eyes and say goodbye
The last bit of hope we had has been destroyed
Just close your eyes and never wake up again

You'll never wake up again