For all our shattered hopes and trying times,
Anchors weight on inspired lives.
Deadbolts on doors lock away our peace of
mind.
So few, so few moments of freedom,
With ages in between,
And sterilized routines.
I am so sick of this nights
pretending
It's just the way life has to be.
While we sacrifice our dreams
For safety nets,
Answers without questions
asked.
Faces on floors, tears for days we can'ts get back.
So few, so few moments of freedom.
With ages in between,
And
sterilized routines.
I am so sick of this nights pretending
It's just the way life has to be.
I am so sick of this nights
pretending
It's just the way life has to be.
While we sacrifice, While we sacrifice our dreams
The lights dim so low, grief piles
high.
No sign of certainty, treading seas of crooked smiles.
Looking deep into the greenest eyes,
Blurring lines with truths that
lie.
Like wolves in a sheep's disguise,
Out with the claws.
One step.
One breath.
May be all that I have left.
White
knuckles to the end,
This is our revenge.
One step.
One breath.
May be all that I have left.
White knuckles to the
end,
This is our revenge.
One step.
One breath.
May be all that I have left.
White knuckles to the end,
This is our
revenge.
This is our revenge.