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Meet Me @ The Altar

A Work In Progress

 

A Work In Progress

(album: Out Of Sight, Out Of Mind - 2017)


Cause I've wasted all my time just to feel something
More than just the emptiness that's harboring inside of me
Is it all in my head?
I swear I'll never see the day
That I can walk around
Without my hands in my pockets and my head to the ground
I give up
Where is there to go from here?

That's enough
Tired of helpless attrition
Hoping I'll change my conditions

I need some time
To gather all my things
If I wanna grow, then I've got to let these memories
Fade away
Or I'll go astray
From moving on

That's enough
Tired of helpless attrition
Hoping I'll change my conditions
Maybe I could start somewhere new
Where my home could be a home again
My words are caving in again, all thanks to you
Nothing feels the same

Well I've faced it
I am on my own
I could fake this
But it's set in stone
And I know why
No one calls my phone
I know

Well I've faced it
I am on my own
I could fake this
But it's set in stone
And I know why
No one calls my phone
I know, I know, I know

That's enough
Tired of helpless attrition
Hoping I'll change my conditions
Maybe I could start somewhere new
Where my home could be a home again
My words are caving in again, all thanks to you
Nothing feels the same

Cause I've wasted all my time just to feel something
More than just the emptiness that's harboring inside of me
Is it all in my head? (Maybe I could start somewhere new)
I swear I'll never see the day
That I can walk around
Without my hands in my pockets and my head to the ground

Nothing feels the same
Nothing feels the

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