Time moves on the wall,
Counting all the seconds past,
all the minutes.
I’ve been holding down fine for long,
Don’t know how many hours passed.
Time moves on.
You can spend a whole life in vain.
Never make it out,
That’s such a crying shame.
Running, I’ve been running,
I’ve been running, I’ve been running,
running.
Change my face,
Stand in line.
Endless days,
Running like I’m running like
I’m running out time.
Shape my ways,
Stalling all signs,
To feel this way.
Change my face,
Heavy stop it all now,
From coming down.
Like an old ruin in waste,
I’ve fallen.
Hard to say it ever meant a thing.
So call it what you wanna,
But you know.
That you can spend a whole life in vain.
Never make it out,
And that is such a shame.
And if I ever make it out,
To see my endless days.
Thanks for helping me get through separating with the first person I had a real relationship with. Manages to be excellent sad pop punk a la The Story So Far except with an actual singer and lyrics that aren’t misogynistic like TSSF and so many bands of that cohort. dirtycommiescum
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