See the shark with theeth like razors you can read his open face. Look carefully and see that your fears have never been more misplaced. Your sleeping rage is fading out as waiting gives the devil time. You're treading heavily on your own dreams. You got one more calendar to trash. It's been easier to be deceived than facing all this shit. It is painful to admit that I keep on struggling hard to see the difference: giving up is sacrificing what was rightfully yours and when you're letting go you forget something that never was. The more I think about things, the more I see no rhyme or reason in life. Awaiting for my bitter end, I have been here countless times. See the shark with theeth like razors you can read his open face. Look carefully and see that your fears have never been more misplaced. Overwhelmed, you forgot the sound of your own voice. That sound got lost in time and arrogance. You're laying here afraid to hear what it become, now that it slipped away from your control. Only one step that feels like jumping off the edge. Only one step to hear it.