I dont want, no.
I dont need the pain.
But it seems to be the way.
Watch everything change.
Does it have to be this way?
That painful grip again.
All the while I slip away.
I will take my turn.
As life will crawl away.
Withering our skin.
And the time will change again.
When will we drift
How will we reach end
Will it ever re-begin.
I dont want, no.
I dont need to sleep.
But it has to end someday.
Overlooking everything.
It just has to be this way.
That sinful sigh again.
All the while I slip away.
I will take my turn.
As life will crawl away.
Withering our skin.
And the time will change again.
When will we drift
How will we reach end
Will it ever really end?
