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MedicateIdentity I can't stand this-what I should beDo, go, act, move -to start and never see the end, What started this change, Too late now, a shell of what I used to be Think now of what I've seen to be what I am Used to live without so much, What was so simple now overwhelms Self inflicted wounds And we medicate ourselves Find self broken in the end Not enough to reap what we have sown As if another life can await us A reward for all we have wasted Find self broken in the end Needing to own it all Expecting to see a Brightside And all dreams remain intact Is it me? I think too much of myself, Given reason, only lack actions, So we drive away Drive all night need the time to escape. There's no other alternative Have to face the facts Hitting bottom all over again Hope is the poison that I take Find self broken in the end Not enough to reap what we have sown As if another life can await us A reward for all that we have wasted Find self broken in the end Needing to own it all Expecting to see a Brightside And all dreams remain intact Not enough to reap what we have sown, so set these fields afire Another life for the ones we have wasted Afire Another time it would be so perfect Afire Another life another time another life another time Another life another time another life another time |