3 Quarters Dead - The Cycle Of Dust | Текст песни

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• 3 Quarters Dead
• The Cycle Of Dust

Fighting wars we'll never win.
It seems everything is dead within,
and we're wondering will this world soon end.
Making love and giving birth, while fearing death?
You've got some nerve, cause when they're in pain.
Yours will be tenfold.
Just breathe slow, close your eyes.
Dont let go of the hope.

This has become the cycle of dust.
What will become of us?

A cloud of blood blacks out the sun,
and I'm finally not the only one.
That feels helpless and frail,
but I dont have the answers.
Time has passed, and i've broken down.
And now everyday i bear a frown,
but i wont see defeat. Surviving the cancer.
I'll breathe slow, close my eyes,
I'm never letting go.

This has become the cycle of dust.
What will become of us?

Of us inside the cycle of dust.
Of us inside the cycle of dust.

This has become the cycle of dust.
What will become of us?
This has become the cycle of dust.
What will become of us?
This has become the cycle of dust.
What will become of us?