In the moment we are lost we need to carry on.
Taking it from the inside and tearing apart from the inside out.
Speaking in volumes and with open arm we stand before the dawn.
There is nothing as empty as waiting to die.
We spent our lives wasting as time eats us alive.
Lord, give me the strengh to return the breath you've stolen.
Give me the means to resist the heart i've broken again.
Took me away from the dark road tht is lit with regret.
The sun seems to have been rising ever since i can recall.
Its branding a sense of permanence to this lying world.
We are being masochistic to think that this life would be remembered.
In time , We all fine an end.
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