Look what I've done - Broken all promises
Reach where I've gone -
Until you're lost in a premises of raped and scraped hope to survive
Steel noise in the blackness
Rotating darkness
Screeching at my nerves to scream
but I must hold on. Never give up.
Whispering ghosts of anxiety
Closer and nearer.
Until I can't hear myself anymore
My breath has suffocated in their company
but I must hold on. Never give up.
The time escapes me in the prison of life
Watches are hooks to black magic, dangling in our running arms to a sunny future
If we took them off - Maybe we could relax or better still, maybe we would see things at true speed
A speed that leaves our mistakes bare, a speed that leaves us ashamed to share and a speed that leaves us captive to our regret
but it would be too painful to reminsce on
broken love
So watches are re-stripped to hypnotise
but it would be too painful to reminsce on
broken love
So watches are re-stripped to hypnotise
the new waking sun
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