You’re just waiting for the chance to be restored but you’re bound by your faith living life is your fate, so are you down? Are you caught? Are you living? Are you not?
Do you bow for yourself? Thinking clever is a must.

But you can not believe in everything you see cause its complacent to a few that never ever tell the truth.

I’ve lied awake becoming enslaved by my self; you weren’t so great but you’ve seen me fall, and I’m just slipping away, I’m slipping away, wasting away on my simple day.

You’re just waiting for the chance to be reborn but you’re bound like a slave, haunted by past mistakes, so are you down? Are you caught? Are you living? Are you not? Would you kill for yourself without hurting what you love?

But you can not believe in everything you see cause its complacent to a few that never ever tell the truth.

I’ve lied awake becoming enslaved by my self; you weren’t so great but you’ve seen me fall and I’m just slipping away I’m slipping away wasting away on my simple day

Tears are falling; you feel the calling, consumed becoming, the worlds collapsing.

I’ve lied awake becoming enslaved by my self; you weren’t so great but you’ve seen me fall and I’m just slipping away I’m slipping away wasting away on my simple day.