We have yet to reach the surface of what we can be
I'm still sinking in the lies they're telling you and me
But the life I have is holding on like it won't let go
Tell me something I can't tell you, something I don't know
Are we all just sinking slowly?
Falling straight into the hole they're digging
What piece of mind are you sparing
I think the hearts of men like me shouldn't be made to bleed
But the blood from me is still spilling
I think even though it's not me
Atleast a part of me is escaping
Atleast my blood is free to flow
Maybe the life of me just wants to let go.
Hang on to the breath you're breathing
All this is surely soon ending
Atleast we still have one thing to look forward to
When it's finally over and these scars show through
eh... needs work...