| Song | Rope Ends |
| Artist | Pain of Salvation |
| Album | Remedy Lane |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gildenlöw, Hermansson | |
| She is still young... | |
| Another day of emptiness | |
| This life is wearing her down | |
| The room around her is a mess | |
| Her children safe with her mom | |
| She is still young but feeling old | |
| Two children with different fathers | |
| She sits on the bathroom floor alone | |
| The shower chain broke | |
| Her neck hurts | |
| Then another night of emptiness to wear her down | |
| Naked to the world she wraps her sadness in a gown | |
| Her children fast asleep she sears the dark with glassy eyes | |
| Choosing carefully among her husband's business ties "Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties | |
| Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes | |
| But life holds her hand, refusing to let go | |
| Leaving her breathing on the floor | |
| They're still asleep don't hear her cry | |
| And she's still obsessed with rope ends | |
| This time she picks a stronger tie | |
| With Winnie the | |
| Pooh and friends | |
| She is still young but feeling old | |
| A child dying to be a mother | |
| Now she hangs from the ceiling all alone | |
| All pressure is falling from her | |
| Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's raised on disbelief | |
| Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief | |
| She has learnt all that there is to know about hopelessness | |
| Seeing that no effort in this world can stand her test "Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties | |
| Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes | |
| And Winnie is strong, would never let her fall | |
| Prevents her from breathing till she's not there at all | |
| But life holds her hands, refusing to let go | |
| Leaving her breathing on the floor [Johan Hallgren] [Daniel Gildenlow] | |
| Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's raised on disbelief | |
| Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief | |
| She has learnt all that there is to know about helplessness | |
| Seeing that no caring in this world can ease her stress | |
| Helpless she lies in rope ends and undies | |
| Unseeing eyes fixating | |
| Eeyore's smile "Over!" she cries as she's going unblind | |
| Still in this life | |
| Still in this troubled mind | |
| The ceiling let go, the old house let her fall | |
| Dropping her breathing to the hard cold floor | |
| Hitting her head - a broken china soul | |
| Red stains on porcelain and she's not there at all | |
| Breathing she cries for rope ends and silk ties | |
| Beautiful eyes | |
| Piglet stands shy behind | |
| Broken she lies undead and unblind | |
| Beautiful life | |
| Beautiful crying young eyes | |
| Blackened and bruised, learning how to see | |
| Staring at her tooth - crimsoned ivory | |
| Hours they pass this broken china soul | |
| Red stains on porcelain | |
| And she's not there at all... |
| zuo qu : Gildenl w, Hermansson | |
| She is still young... | |
| Another day of emptiness | |
| This life is wearing her down | |
| The room around her is a mess | |
| Her children safe with her mom | |
| She is still young but feeling old | |
| Two children with different fathers | |
| She sits on the bathroom floor alone | |
| The shower chain broke | |
| Her neck hurts | |
| Then another night of emptiness to wear her down | |
| Naked to the world she wraps her sadness in a gown | |
| Her children fast asleep she sears the dark with glassy eyes | |
| Choosing carefully among her husband' s business ties " Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties | |
| Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes | |
| But life holds her hand, refusing to let go | |
| Leaving her breathing on the floor | |
| They' re still asleep don' t hear her cry | |
| And she' s still obsessed with rope ends | |
| This time she picks a stronger tie | |
| With Winnie the | |
| Pooh and friends | |
| She is still young but feeling old | |
| A child dying to be a mother | |
| Now she hangs from the ceiling all alone | |
| All pressure is falling from her | |
| Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she' s raised on disbelief | |
| Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief | |
| She has learnt all that there is to know about hopelessness | |
| Seeing that no effort in this world can stand her test " Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties | |
| Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes | |
| And Winnie is strong, would never let her fall | |
| Prevents her from breathing till she' s not there at all | |
| But life holds her hands, refusing to let go | |
| Leaving her breathing on the floor Johan Hallgren Daniel Gildenlow | |
| Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she' s raised on disbelief | |
| Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief | |
| She has learnt all that there is to know about helplessness | |
| Seeing that no caring in this world can ease her stress | |
| Helpless she lies in rope ends and undies | |
| Unseeing eyes fixating | |
| Eeyore' s smile " Over!" she cries as she' s going unblind | |
| Still in this life | |
| Still in this troubled mind | |
| The ceiling let go, the old house let her fall | |
| Dropping her breathing to the hard cold floor | |
| Hitting her head a broken china soul | |
| Red stains on porcelain and she' s not there at all | |
| Breathing she cries for rope ends and silk ties | |
| Beautiful eyes | |
| Piglet stands shy behind | |
| Broken she lies undead and unblind | |
| Beautiful life | |
| Beautiful crying young eyes | |
| Blackened and bruised, learning how to see | |
| Staring at her tooth crimsoned ivory | |
| Hours they pass this broken china soul | |
| Red stains on porcelain | |
| And she' s not there at all... |
| zuò qǔ : Gildenl w, Hermansson | |
| She is still young... | |
| Another day of emptiness | |
| This life is wearing her down | |
| The room around her is a mess | |
| Her children safe with her mom | |
| She is still young but feeling old | |
| Two children with different fathers | |
| She sits on the bathroom floor alone | |
| The shower chain broke | |
| Her neck hurts | |
| Then another night of emptiness to wear her down | |
| Naked to the world she wraps her sadness in a gown | |
| Her children fast asleep she sears the dark with glassy eyes | |
| Choosing carefully among her husband' s business ties " Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties | |
| Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes | |
| But life holds her hand, refusing to let go | |
| Leaving her breathing on the floor | |
| They' re still asleep don' t hear her cry | |
| And she' s still obsessed with rope ends | |
| This time she picks a stronger tie | |
| With Winnie the | |
| Pooh and friends | |
| She is still young but feeling old | |
| A child dying to be a mother | |
| Now she hangs from the ceiling all alone | |
| All pressure is falling from her | |
| Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she' s raised on disbelief | |
| Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief | |
| She has learnt all that there is to know about hopelessness | |
| Seeing that no effort in this world can stand her test " Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties | |
| Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes | |
| And Winnie is strong, would never let her fall | |
| Prevents her from breathing till she' s not there at all | |
| But life holds her hands, refusing to let go | |
| Leaving her breathing on the floor Johan Hallgren Daniel Gildenlow | |
| Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she' s raised on disbelief | |
| Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief | |
| She has learnt all that there is to know about helplessness | |
| Seeing that no caring in this world can ease her stress | |
| Helpless she lies in rope ends and undies | |
| Unseeing eyes fixating | |
| Eeyore' s smile " Over!" she cries as she' s going unblind | |
| Still in this life | |
| Still in this troubled mind | |
| The ceiling let go, the old house let her fall | |
| Dropping her breathing to the hard cold floor | |
| Hitting her head a broken china soul | |
| Red stains on porcelain and she' s not there at all | |
| Breathing she cries for rope ends and silk ties | |
| Beautiful eyes | |
| Piglet stands shy behind | |
| Broken she lies undead and unblind | |
| Beautiful life | |
| Beautiful crying young eyes | |
| Blackened and bruised, learning how to see | |
| Staring at her tooth crimsoned ivory | |
| Hours they pass this broken china soul | |
| Red stains on porcelain | |
| And she' s not there at all... |