Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Teardrops by Bring Me The Horizon from French to English.
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We hurt ourselves for fun
We hurt ourselves for fun
Force-feed our fear until our hearts go numb
Force-feed our fear until our hearts go numb
Addicted to a lonely kind of love
Addicted to a lonely kind of love
What I wanna know
What I wanna know
Is how we got this stressed out, paranoid
Is how we got this stressed out, paranoid
Everything is going dark
Everything is going dark
Nothing makes me sadder than my head
Nothing makes me sadder than my head
I'm running outta teardrops, let it hurt 'til it stops
I'm running outta teardrops, let it hurt 'til it stops
I can't keep my grip, I'm slipping away from me
I can't keep my grip, I'm slipping away from me
God, everything is so fucked, but I can't feel a thing
God, everything is so fucked, but I can't feel a thing
The emptiness is heavier than you think
The emptiness is heavier than you think
I'm tripping on the edge
I'm tripping on the edge
High as a kite, I'm never coming down
High as a kite, I'm never coming down
And if you hear me, guess you know how it feels
And if you hear me, guess you know how it feels
So how'd we get this stressed out, paranoid?
So how'd we get this stressed out, paranoid?
Everything is going dark
Everything is going dark
Nothing makes me sadder than my head
Nothing makes me sadder than my head
I'm running outta teardrops, let it hurt till it stops
I'm running outta teardrops, let it hurt till it stops
I can't keep my grip, I'm slipping away from me
I can't keep my grip, I'm slipping away from me
God, everything is so fucked, but I can't feel a thing
God, everything is so fucked, but I can't feel a thing
The emptiness is heavier than you think
The emptiness is heavier than you think
Suicidal, violent tragic state of mind
Suicidal, violent tragic state of mind
Lost my halo, now I'm my own anti-christ
Lost my halo, now I'm my own anti-christ
Suicidal, violent, tragic state of mind
Suicidal, violent, tragic state of mind
Lost my halo, now I'm my own anti-christ
Lost my halo, now I'm my own anti-christ
I'm running outta teardrops, let it hurt 'til it stops
I'm running outta teardrops, let it hurt 'til it stops
I can't keep my grip, I'm slipping away from me
I can't keep my grip, I'm slipping away from me
God, everything is so fucked, but I can't feel a thing
God, everything is so fucked, but I can't feel a thing
The emptiness is heavier than you think
The emptiness is heavier than you think
I'm running outta teardrops, let it hurt 'til it stops
I'm running outta teardrops, let it hurt 'til it stops
I can't keep my grip, I'm slipping away from me
I can't keep my grip, I'm slipping away from me
God, everything is so fucked, but I can't feel a thing
God, everything is so fucked, but I can't feel a thing
The emptiness is heavier than you think
The emptiness is heavier than you think
The emptiness is heavier than you think
The emptiness is heavier than you think
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