How many times must we take this ride?
I'm f*cking tired, I'm hungry
This feeling's overwhelming
We're passing through sunsets
And hells bottomless pits
It's always the only road left through the morning
I'm feeling the grip I have on life being warned
Feeling frustrations eternally breaking the walls
You said that you're sorry that it's been so long
I said your words have no meaning, compassion, or feeling
The sun rises and sets on meaningless secrets
And brings to my heart all that I have not learned to let go.