Proletariat - Cycles | Текст песни

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My mistakes are on display. I am a living breathing example of the way things shouldn't be.
Ive watched my life play on repeat. Its cycles ever lasting. My insanity has been defined by my gullible
reactions to situations i have already known.
i grow tired of this, how must i change this world ive built for myself

i used to believe in you, as you were my fresh start on a world i was dying to escape

yet i allowed the cycle to continue and my insanity has drove us apart
i will make this promise to myself to better my perception and better my choices
i wont let another potential moment slip through my fingers

for these tattered hands are worn from the friction of the earth
pushing myself back up each time i have failed to do the right thing
for these tattered hands are worn from the friction of the earth
i just wish i had another moment to change course
awaken
breathe deep awaken reverse course

beleive for a moment i tell myself that there may be no tomorrow
no chance to change what you have destroyed

for these tattered hands are worn from the friction of the earth
pushing myself back up each time i have failed to do the right thing
for these tattered hands are worn from the friction of the earth
i just wish i had another moment to change course