tensions rose
i go into the hiding
deep in the cans,
well beneath the shadows
...
From tuck beds
and the tired minds.
The stars will fade
with each passing drive
...
your eyes open and it slaps you in the face.
you wanna stop going on.
but you cant.
you put yourself there
...
with the light to my left
and a beer to the right
i got a small box to let my figers dance
dance dance in drunken harmony.
...
come on,
i didnt walk around
thinking everything could happen
even if i did try my hardest.
...
wasted is nice.
wasted is something we should live.
live to escape all those who cant
make the right choices.
...
'i guess it's easier said then done'?
yeah f-ing right!
take action
have heart
...
theres no hiding it.
you cant see through them anyways.
but i only wear the mask's over my face.
...
well, i dont know.)
Time Stops
tensions rose
i go into the hiding
deep in the cans,
well beneath the shadows
you will hear this plea,
the beginning of the first call of truth.
as i grow tired,
this search will be far too stretched.
my patience pulled thin
this is a sound of a collapse of a young mind.
this is the fading breathes of hopes.