Sunday, February 13, 2011

Chance

Wanting the broken soul
The soul seems of distant eternity
It will never come around
I could never come around
Not anymore, not like this

Hold to what I know
Keep to the basics
There's a lot it'll let go
Not much to make of this

So...
Crush crush crush
Slowly split my ends
I could never come around
No no not like this

Faceless truth
Punch my gut
But no stab my chest
I will stick to this reality
And I will stand for nothing less
But hey, thanks for the chance...

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