Living in recession. It isolates the time that's past by. And it feels so long. I reach for that line I can't hold on, I can't hold on...
I can't see what lies beneath the words. Where have I been? Where have I been? Between what rests in my soul and what's given. It will never... It will never weigh the truth.
I WON'T GIVE UP! THIS IS NOT WHERE I STOP! THE TRUTH IT LIES AND THERE IS FAITH BEHIND THE FRAMES!
I have a lot riding on this. And I can't afford to give up now. The scene's repeating.
I have a lot riding on this. And I can't afford to give up now. The scene's repeating.
I WONT GIVE UP! I'VE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT THERE IS NO ESCAPING!
I have a lot riding on this. And I can't afford to give up now. The scene's repeating.
I WONT GIVE UP! I'VE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT THERE IS NO ESCAPING!
An Autobiography In Vivid Color Pt. 2
And I told you once, And I'll tell you again, Secrets are kept by old men.
And I told you once, And I told you then, When we survive, we only pretend.
This is the golden rule: Keep what you have, cause it's all we have left.