Перевод песни Asking Alexandria - The Death Of Me

Am I insane?
I ask myself over and over
and over again
Trappedin’ my brain
Pull it out from
the threads in my scull
Am I alone?
Surrounded by shadow I think I might
Just be suffocating
The devil came to take me to hell
But I’m already there
Am I insane?
Am I insane?
Am I insane?
The devil came to take me to hell
But I’m already there

I won’t let you be the death of me,
No, I refuse to let you bring me down
Bring me down
I won’t let you make me out to be
The one who’s in the wrong
And I’ve lost my mind before
But now I’m back
And I’m better than ever

Am I insane?
I’ve rolled myself over and screamed till I spit up blood
Trapped in my brain
The answer has taken my hands to pull my eyeballs out
Am I alone?
The voices who fight in my brain
Just won’t fucking go away
The devil came to take me to hell.
But I’m already there.
Am I insane?
Am I insane?
Am I insane?
If I had wolves surrounding my bed
I think this might just be the end.
Am I insane?
Am I insane?
Am I insane?
The devil came to take me to hell
But I’m already there

You can’t take this away from me
You can’t release these demons
You can’t make this okay for me
Your the one who caused these feelings!
I don’t believe just for one
I’m about to jump
I try to sympathize
but at the end of the day
You brought this on yourself

I won’t let you be the death of me
No, I refuse to let you bring me down
Bring me down
I won’t let you make me out to be
the one who’s in the wrong
And I’ve lost my mind before
But now I’m back
And I’m better than ever
Now I’m back
And I’m better than ever

The tears,
Have left a blur
That I can’t explain
The pain,
Has left a hole
In which my heart should be
I’m blind with rage
And I can’t shake this feeling
Irrational
Infectious
and temperate
I’m blind with rage
And I can’t shake this feeling
Irrational
Infectious
and temperate

I won’t let you be the death of me
I refuse to let you bring me down
Bring me down (Irrational, infectious and temperate)
I won’t let you make me out to be
the one who’s in the wrong (Irrational, infectious and temperate)
And I’ve lost my mind before

I reckon I’m better than ever