Letra de 'Living Well' de Bedhead

your living will harden as there's more time to kill each cell. each day that you dwell on a sense of life that threatens response will little regard
on a sense of pain against which god is no guard.
and I pray for you as you asked me to, but still I wonder what good it will do. I pray for you as you told me to, even though I know it does.
no good will come from this.
no thought could ever defend a body that lies in conscious decay.
if I could sign my name with the fluid that comes from my bones,
if I could sign over half of myself,
I'd do it for you.
you'd never ask me to, but still I'd wonder what good it would do.
I'd do it for you
as you told me not to.
even thought I know it does no good for your living will, no good for living well.
'cause your god for your living will is no good for living well.