When we were younger, we saw God's face in our fathers
Now that all our heroes died, we're all alone
Where to begin?
The lights are fading
Songs are played out
Legs are shaking
Tired hands, they reach for something more than they can see
But waking up is hard to do when you've got nothing left to lose
You've got nothing left to choose except for cigarettes and booze
They tell you
Don't rely on other people's eyes to see your life but we're still trying to break mirrors inside this fighthouse of denial
And I'm wondering
Where do we go next, do we go next?
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Where to begin?
The stakes are raising
Crowd drawing close
My body's shaking
Tired hands, they reach for something I've never been so sure that I can't do this anymore
I forget what we do it for
I guess I get a little bored with tryin' to feel my heart out for cords
I only rely on other people's eyes to see my life but I'm still trying to break mirrors inside this ****ing fighthouse of denial
And I'm wondering
Where do we next, do we go next?
It's not that I'm not happy with where I'm at
I'm just trying to be more than this
All these things on my bucket list
Thought I'd be in this
But if I die right now it'll be left of me
So I'm stuck here to write my own eulogy
But if it was you and me, I could find some piece and in fact overreaction's just a way to really come to me
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