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Intro
01:46
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This is it.
This is where it ends.
To the depths.
My soul descends.
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2. |
Helpless
03:11
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Helpless.
The way i feel.
Restless.
Everyday.
Nothing to say, nothing to show.
What am i supposed to do.
I dont know.
I lost my way.
Stay up, Late night,
Thinking will i be alright.
Ive got no more fight.
Its time to cut the lights.
Im lost.
In this game called life,
Im lost
All ive ever known was strife.
Im lost in time.
Im lost, wasted life.
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3. |
Last Days
04:10
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You want to push me as far as i can go.
Now you'll finally see this isnt for show.
You fucking spineless prick.
You'll taste your own bullshit
You dug your grave.
Your running on your last days.
Patience running thin.
Well see who comes out with the win
You'll pay for what you fucking did.
You disrespectful piece of shit.
You've crossed the line.
One too many times.
You've told one too many lies.
Run your mouth.
Like i wont find out.
Talk behind my back.
Like i wont snap.
Time to do what i should of done way back.
No more will you talk.
Its gone on too long.
Pushed to the edge.
You will not soon forget.
Im tired of talk.
This time you will not walk.
Youll pay for it all.
Try to talk shit with a broken jaw.
You motherfucker.
You want to push me as far as i can go.
Now you'll finally see this isnt for show.
You fucking spineless prick.
You'll taste your own bullshit
You dug your grave.
Your running on your last days.
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4. |
Plagued
03:55
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Take me down.
To the depths.
Left to rot.
Laid to rest.
One step forward.
Three steps back.
I cant stay on track.
Lacking Motivation.
A worthless creation.
Overwhelming depression.
No will to live.
Strive to forget.
I give and i give.
Just to get shit.
Im fighting to stay alive.
Fighting to a clear mind.
So i can sleep at night.
Running out of time.
Sick and tired of this.
Fucking bullshit.
Mind playing tricks.
Whats real, What isnt.
Ive dealt with this omen.
Its time to tear my mind open.
Get out.
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5. |
Doubt
04:44
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Head feeling heavy.
Feels like my soul just left me.
I cant be happy when everyday feels like its dragging.
I feel like snapping.
How did it get so crappy.
This is how i live sadly.
I don't get it.
I'll never get it.
I just don't get it.
Images of suicide.
Its my choice.
To live or die.
To get out here.
Or stay on the ride.
Gotta do whats right.
Losing sight.
Losing the fight.
Losing whats left of my life.
Thats it.
I forget.
What its like.
To feel alright.
Everything comes crashing down
Walk around with a sense of doubt.
I cant hold on.
Ive been dealing with this for too long.
Ive reached my end.
I just trying to forget.
Time to face the facts.
Theres no turning back.
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