Around in circles we have come once again.
This endless cycle revolving with no relent.
It seems so familiar.
I know it like the back of my hand.
I swear I've been right where I stand before.
Can't stand to look but cannot turn away.
Don't wanna miss a single second of this tragedy.
I've take no comfort in this so-called hope.
Feel the grip of disappointment tighten round my throat.
I have let this self-loathing creep into my routine.
So I let myself go, descending endlessly.
In the dead of the night it awakens.
Pay no heed to the vows we've forsaken.
There's no escaping so I let go and descend endlessly.
In the dead of the night we've awakened.
Pay no heed to the vows we have forsaken.
There can be no end if I can help it, by dulling my senses.
You see I'm back here again. This endless cycle revolving relentless.
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