Lack – Primo Levi Lyrics

For every “yes”
a thousand “no’s”
and for every dam
that I tried to built
there is a promise of flooding
and a memory of the ocean. I hope I die before the day
when I have to give up, give up, give. Bitter shame. Only nails in flesh, nails in wood,
a crown made of barbed wire. Still at he end of the day
all that remains is bitter shame
of having survived by compromise as others die. If you choose the burden,
is it still a burden,
even if it takes your life? The fool and the martyr
are bred of the same soil. Oh, I’ve grown weary of saying no,
but my friends it’s all I’ve had. Once I thought it for the best
to never, ever give up and I still
think it for the best
to never, ever give up. LACKPrimo Levi Lyrics
The damage I’ve wrought,
the death that I’ve bought,
the pain I support,
all makes a sordid
mirth of my good intentions. give up. Once I thought it for the best
to never, ever give up and I still
think it for the best to never, ever give up. who can tell us apart? Hopelessly so,
for every good reason
just sounds like a bad excuse.