Yusuke - Restraints of an Everyday Man | Текст песни

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My mind crumbles to pieces.

What little sanity I have falls with the tears that come from these bleak eyes. Face in hands. Way too familiar of a position.

The constant feeling of anguish in the back of my throat. This shaken soul craves an embrace that it’s own hand can’t reach!

But who am I kidding? This heart will never know a home and this body will hold on to nothing but painful memories.

What’s a life without purpose and what’s purpose without a life? The meaning I found just from holding your hand made life worth it.

But now my hands are empty and have nothing to show but a broken heart and a hollow shell of the person I use to be. Living life on repeat.

Awake. Suffer. Sleep

Imprisoned by the shackles of my own despair. If this is what life is then catch me in the obituaries.

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