| What a waste of life this is
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| Every altercation I permit is like a quiet sigh
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| From a man resigned to a place that was never his
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| And the hours are long, even in a world where I belong
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| Every second stays, every minute counts against my sentence
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| I fall, I had to let you go
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| What I tried to accomplish died
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| Every offer of faith I had to fight and a dream unfolds
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| The moon is cold because the sun left early
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| And the days go by, even when my conscience just won’t try
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| Every week decays, every month is rotten
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| I am forgotten
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| I fall, I had to let you go
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| I fall, my mind is all I know
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| I fall, the table turns to dust
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| I fall, today, I let go of my trust
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| What a waste of time I am
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| Every ounce of life is just dead flesh
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| I can’t forget but then again you can’t let me remember
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| When I try to speak, every word I say comes out so bleak
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| I don’t want this, I don’t want you
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| But I don’t want anyone
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| I don’t want anyone
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| I fall, I had to let you go
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| I fall, my mind is all I know
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| I fall, the table turns to dust
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| I fall, today, I let go of my trust
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| I let go of my trust
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| I let go of my trust… |