Suggestion — текст песни (Pale Saints)

my strength is sapped
and i`m closing my eyes
nothing to wrestle with
but my old times
i`m closing my eyes
it`s my place and
think i can make it on my own
nothing to wrestle with
but my old times
think i can make it on my own


it`s too pained (plain?)
it`s too strained (?)
it won`t be dressed up
held me for being this way when i`ve given up


you could comfort and frustrate me
the holes were already there
always to wrestle with in my old mind
i wanted to close my mind


it`s too pained (late?)
it`s too strained (straight?)
it won`t be dressed up
held me for being this way when i`ve given up