When will we be free? Another world, another war, another scorched shore? Back to Earth where living isn't easy. We've lost our minds. I'm going fucking crazy. And I know it's nothing new my dismal point of view. It's always haunting, the mirrors shattered and reflecting all around me. I can feel you in the back of my mind. Heart beats pulsing in time, I won't let you give it up give it up. Can't you see peace from suffering? You're somewhere in between so far from everything. You know there's nowhere else left to go. Our eyes don't meet like they used to. Whenever things start to clear in the back of my mind. Did I give enough time? Because I don't know why. I don't know why I try. I don't know why I try. I don't know why I try. When will we be free? Another world, another war, another scorched shore? When will we be free? Another world, another war, another scorched shore? Haven't had too much to live for caught in a haze dark thoughts seem to take form. Keep holding them in the truth on your lips. Feeling unsettled within your own skin. Take those parts of me and let go. Filling up the glass overflow. Contemplating why I push through. Easier to let someone else choose. You will always be the snare that won't let me go. Our eyes don't meet like they used to. Whenever things start to clear in the back of my mind. Did I give enough time? Because I don't know why. I don't know why I try. I could speak my mind six times you'd still ignore me. The devils gave me a sentence. So I'll do my time and be fine in the morning.
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