Lyrics:

Boy, you'd better give it all you've got
Becuase they won't accept your sympathy
cutting red across nightmares
Who cares? Who cares, they remember your face

There's no epic to be told and I've just crumbled under the pressure
of striding in submission

Don't let them taste your blood 'cos (don't let them taste your blood 'cos)
They'll pacify the threat and affliction
the fiction
the pictures of you and them

Still no epic to be told
As I've just crumbled under the pressure
this is the end of us all

(and I can't seem to beg for this)

No deviations in syntax
No demon-means to alleviate the friction
with dirty words alliterated faded dreams of I am bound to fly

But for now --
was I rising up or was I falling straight down?
Was I ever going to be the one to make it out?
Suck it up
Was I ever going to be the one to make it out?
Self awareness was never something apprised to me

But the wall's laughing at you
(Listen )

but illusion,
now seperate mind from the self
from what you'd wanted or needed


Personnel:

Jonathan Orriols: Guitar, Composer, Drum-Programming, Co-Producer
William Lawson: Vocals, Lyrics
Alejandro Rivero: Bass, Drum-Programming, Co-Producer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

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