These morning eyes Are fixed upon the door They sting with my demise Closed off forevermore
From where I wanted to be Far above sustained descent So that I, at least, could see Beyond this bleak torment
How hard it is to feel This world is moving I scratch and claw and peel But all is proving
Impossible to deal With past decisions When even dreams, they steal The last remaining visions
Of a future unfulfilled Robbed of any decent chance Only emptiness to build I just cannot advance
Trapped in my rotting shell A singular, private hell
Choking on life itself With every single breath I force upon myself While I just pray for death
How hard it is to feel The world is moving I scratch and claw and peel But life's reproving
Everything that I could be With all the best intent Still not enough to see Beyond this bleak torment
How hard it is to feel This world is moving I scratch and claw and peel But I keep losing
The last remaining visions Of a future unfulfilledTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
