East West
Hope In Anguish
Vacant
The night bleeds day,
with every breath I take,
reality brings,
bright eyes, smooth skin
So what is left from this,
a bottle of broken self,
In a moment it'' all be gone,
til the next time when it all comes back
Feed a lie,
Watch the birth,
Kiss the dirt
Next time has come and gone,
what will bring the end,
a promise thrown into night,
or a little reminder
So what is left from this,
a bottle of broken self,
In a moment it'll all be gone,
til the next time it all comes back
Feed a lie,
Watch the birth,
Kiss the dirt
Searching through these pieces,
looking for your shadow
Getting closer all the time
Countless words,
in a sea of explanation,
flailing to grasp,
a rock (to stand)
Searching through these pieces,
looking for your shadow,
Getting closer all the time
Feed a lie,
Watch the birth,
Kiss the dirt
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