You can't talk to god when the door is closed
Clenched teeth like gates; words undisclosed
Promises like caged doves
Blinded from the life above
Wings clipped by your words
Phrases like blades: unheard
Using my voice never works
Instead I use steel strings till it hurts
I've never known what to say
Just wasting my time
Tying loose ends that aren't even mine
To tie
Flashbacks before my eyes
From ash to the skies
Too many nights I've dried in the rain
Spending my time waiting in vain
Looking out for myself is not a victimless crime
So now I'm going back for the very last time
Too many nights I've dried in the rain
Spending my time waiting in vain
Flashbacks before my eyes
From ash to the skies
One thing I can't despise
Is that I let this feeling arise