High Tide For Internal Strife - Counterpunch
Oh God help me out of this quicksand
Waist deep in apathy the struggle brings us closer to the ultimate demise
Appease the emptiness no need to fill the void
Cause time and space never factored in
This attachment to a childhood dream
It's the struggle that brings us together
It's the smile on a perfect stranger
And as the tide rolls in on the demons within reality loosens it's hold
And it's cold
It chills to the bone
And all I can think of is home
Try not to sit on your hands this life will pass you buy
Don't take for granted a single breath
I know it's not the easiest concept
We're not just creatures of habit here to punch the clock
We're not just creatures of habit here to punch the clock
It's the struggle that brings us together
It's a smile on a perfect stranger
And as the tide rolls in on the demons within reality loosens it's hold
And it's cold
It chills to the bone
And all I can think of is home
Gravity
Gravity
This party's over and I'm gonna lose it
I can feel the strings pulling me down now
My cover's open
Too late to start it over
And now I feel that I'm losing control
And it's cold
It chills to the bone
And all I can think of is home
And how I want to leave this place get out on the road
Get out on the road and never come home
Let's go
So grab my hand save me from sinking
I'm out of faith and hope so trust is all we've got
I never saw the light at the end of the tunnel
You came into view but out of focus
I never saw the light at the end of the tunnel
You came into view but out of focus
I never saw the light at the end of the tunnel
You came into view but out of focus
I never saw the light at the end of the tunnel
You came into view but out of focus
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