Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche
Escape the Fate Lyrics
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From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze,
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
(I cannot feel what you've done to me)
I can't take this (take) anymore
(What you've done to me)
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
(Window)
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
The lyrics to Escape the Fate's "Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche" are dark and angsty, conveying feelings of pain, anger, and revenge. The opening lines are directed towards the singer's enemies, who have been hurting or betraying them for the past five years. The question "What's it like to die alone?" is a taunt towards these enemies, suggesting that they are not only going to suffer but also face their end alone.
The next lines paint a physical picture of the singer's emotional state, with tears freezing in their eyes and blood running cold in their veins. This is followed by a violent and dramatic scene where the singer is sitting in a room, playing Russian roulette with a loaded gun pointed at their dear Juliet (the person they love or care for deeply). The silhouette of Juliet can be seen through a window, providing a chilling backdrop to the scene. The repeated phrase "This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget" suggests that the singer has already committed a violent act and is struggling with the aftermath.
The final lines of the song express the singer's frustration and desire for revenge. They want to "crash [their] car through [their enemy's] window" and make sure they suffer but not die just yet, so they have a chance to inflict more pain. The repeated refrain "I can't take this anymore" emphasizes the singer's overwhelming emotions and their sense of being pushed to the edge.
Line by Line Meaning
Hurtful words,
Words that cause emotional pain,
From my enemies of the last five years,
Words spoken to me by people who have been my adversaries for half a decade,
What's it like to die alone?
What is the experience of dying without any company like?
How does it feel when tears freeze,
What is the sensation of crying until the tears turn to ice?
When you cry?
When tears roll down your face and you feel overwhelmed with emotion.
The blood in your veins is twenty below.
The feeling of emotional numbness when you feel emotionally dead inside.
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Being in a room with a lethal game of chance, where one is uncertain of their victory or demise.
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Holding onto the gun that could kill the person you love dearly.
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
Looking outside the window and seeing your beloved's figure on the horizon.
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
The guilt of taking someone's life will forever haunt the one who commits the act.
So for now, take this down a notch,
Lower the intensity of the situation for the time being.
Crash my car through your window,
Breaking through someone's personal space with force and violence.
Make sure you're still alive,
Confirming that your target has survived your attack.
Just in time to kill you,
Finalizing the job of taking someone's life with precision and timing.
I can't take this (take) anymore
I cannot endure this situation any longer.
I cannot feel what you've done to me
The emotional pain inflicted by someone is so brutal that one cannot feel anything anymore.
What you've done to me
The negative impact of someone's actions on my life.
Window
The surface that allows one to escape or break into a space.
Something I cannot forget.
The haunting memory of the violent and irreversible act one has committed.
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: OMAR ESPINOSA, MAX GREEN, BRIAN MONEY, ROBERT ORTIZ, RONNIE RADKE, MICHAEL ELVIS BASKETTE, MIKE BOOTH
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Lyrics
Hurtful words from my enemies in the last five years
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze when you cry?
The blood in your veins is 20 below
Sitting in this room, playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Sitting in this room, playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Something I cannot forget
So for now, take this down a notch
Crash my car through your window
Make sure you're still alive
Just in time to kill you
Sitting in this room, playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window, see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Sitting in this room, playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window, see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Something I cannot forget
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I cannot feel what you've done to me (I can't take this, take, anymore)
I can't take this (take) anymore
What you've done to me
So for now, take this down a notch
Crash my car through your window (window)
Sitting in this room, playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window, see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Sitting in this room, playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window, see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Something I cannot forget
Source: Musixmatch
@MTH-wc5pt
Hurtful words,
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze,
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
(I cannot feel what you've done to me)
I can't take this (take) anymore
(What you've done to me)
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
(Window)
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget
@Prosumely
You may leave emo..... but the emo never leaves you.
@nanabuliano9903
It does, but as a statistic. Make up your mind.
@Prosumely
Nanabuliano nigga what
@fawnteseny5701
XiiLe ain’t that right 😭😭
@Julie_jul
😞 Damn
@iCeleste7
XiiLe haha love this
@rupantyakid
Omg the quality went from like 144p to 1044p overnight?! I'm cryING.
@17bombs81
I was thinking the same thing!!
@_giano
Me too , also for situation
@EmMysteryVlogs
YES OMG it's like watching it for the first time !!!!!