Letra da Música Scene One: The Downward Spiral de The Front Runner

So write this down…
On the back of an old photograph
It's there to hold a memory you wish to put away
And write this down…
On the back of an old glossary
And try to find the words
You wish that you could say

It's hard to breathe now with the memories
Of everything you could have had
It started on your first intake
Calm yourself down
And try not to blame it all on time not spent
On craving this attention
So write this down…
On the back of an old photograph
it's there to hold a memory you wish to keep at bay
And write this down…
On the back of an old matchbook
And circle all the words
You wish to burn away

Your scars will bleed now when your thinking of
All the times you've felt like this
And all the times you cried
Calm yourself down
And try not to blame it all on time not spent
On not finding an answer

When your told to, you follow
"one more" you tell yourself
but then you hit it till there's nothing left
these bottle blues won't end
'til you know the difference between
your pillow and the floor