Christopher Pitcher, lone wolf with a guitar and voice to match a substance of darkness and light.
Lyrics
Let me die for my sorrows,
Let me die for my demons.
Let me live for my angels,
Let me live for my reasons.
Let me die for my sorrows,
Let me die for my demons.
Let me live for my angels,
Let me live for my reasons.
Let me die for my sorrows,
Let me die for my demons.
Let me live for my angels,
Let me live for my own reasons.
Let me die for my sorrows,
Let me die for my demons.
Let me live for my angels,
And my own reasons.
Let me die and live,
Let me choose my fate and destiny.
Let me dream my nightmares.
Let me decide my world,
Let me fall below.
Tie me up before I drown,
Pull me up and down.
And let me die for my sorrows,
Let me die for my demons.
Let me live for my angels,
Let me live for my reasons.
Let me die for my sorrows and demons,
Let me live for my angels and reasons.
Let me die for my sorrows and demons,
Let me live for my angels and reasons.
(Ooo…)
You watch me crawl out of the darkness,
You shed light on me.
Still I’m not myself,
It’s always going to be.
You tear my face,
You heal my laced-heart.
I wait for you,
To cure me, to kill me.
And let me die for my own sorrows,
Let me die for my own demons.
Let me live for my own angels,
Let me live for my own reasons.
Let me die for my sorrows,
Let me die for my demons.
Let me live for my angels,
Let me live for my reasons.
Let me die,
Let me live.
Let me die,
Let me decide…
