Memories are created from waking bliss
Cuts from a knife are the same as a kiss
Respected sincerity will cover up this clarity
As a breath of wasting hours
Will then lead us all to catastrophe
I've been down this road before
Rummaged through the waste in me
And tasted all it was supposed to be
I've spat out this poisoned dream
And salvaged what i couldn't part
I saw it coming from the start
Wandering through this wasted life
Ive seen nothing to change my mind
I've been down this road before
Rummaged through the waste in me
And tasted all it was supposed to be
I've spat out this poisoned dream
And salvaged what i couldn't part
I saw it coming from the start
Serenity will
Come in time
Remainders of this... Trying strife