He always sees what's only missing
He always misses what's right in front of him
Year after year, he's tired of chasing the highs of your memory, dear
Like the daylight misses the moon
Life is just
One and the same day
Repeating itself till there's no more fuel to burn
When the dream has turned to dust
When life is nothing but pure disgust
When there's nothing to validate this existence
Devastation
Time is a flat circle
Someone told him "brother, keep more to yourself"
The past is a mental hurdle
Pictures fading in boxes, boxes on shelves
I know that you want to stop falling through adversity
Why do you always and always
Take on the pressure
Why do you never and ever
Feel the pleasure
Time is a flat circle
Someone told him "brother, keep more to yourself"
The past is a mental hurdle
Pictures fading in boxes, boxes on shelves
This is the voice inside your head
Is someone here? Don't pretend you cannot hear
Listen up and let me in
Listen up, listen up
All these voices they get so loud
Before I bury my head in the ground
The clock is ticking - put me in my box
Devastation