Persistence disappears when no one chooses to listen
This feeling is receding take back what you believe in
We are all lovers waiting to bond with another
This path we all walk down dodging bullets as if it's a fairground
We watch the world fading away
Until the light is faint and grey
We stay afloat to fit a mould
I guess we do what we are told
My bones are the home
Where the nicotine will fill my soul
Patience is all you need when
We all complain about the little things
Bad memories tattooed on
Our minds just like ticking timebombs
We are all burdens waiting to bog down the next one
Or are we really searching for rescue and safety
We watch the world fading away
Until the light is faint and grey
We stay afloat to fit a mould
I guess we do what we are told
My bones are the home
Where the nicotine will fill my soul