The fire burns Our faces warm from its heat Nights like these, they make me think about the person I once was and the person I’ll become My mind turns and steps its weight upon my throat Desperate for breath while watching me choke If this is the end you can bet your ass I won’t go out like them These feelings They keep pulling at me and they won’t let go until I face the fact Until I reap what I sow Their voices, they keep calling you They keep calling at you until they make you believe that there’s nowhere to go. They’ll do everything they can to drag you under but you know the truth so don’t let these mother fuckers come at you Most times the things to which we cling aren’t the same things that we need We sit and watch our dance of death as we slowly drown in this selfishness This is the end You’re one of us I can’t go out like them Better ash than dust These choices They keep following you but you can’t back down They gotta believe that there’s no way out Our voices, the last thing they’ll hear as they smash down upon us What will continue is what we allow Most times the things to which we cling aren’t the same things that we need and sometimes the things we love are the things we need to leaveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
