Out of time, Out of life

by Vizard Vin   Jun 4, 2005


Our time is running out
And no one knows what this story's about
A test, Journey and a waste of time
But still nobody accepts their crimes
They just stick to their lines
And refuse to know the truth

Your thoughts and beliefs feed into your lies
Poisoning your senses
With their stupid alibis
While we take all the pain
And bear it with our lives

Taking every hit
Forfeiting all games
And taking all the shame
while we're at it, don't forget the blame

We fade away
With our empty promises and hearts
With no action and nothing to say
Knowing that we've played our parts
Our small and insignificant parts

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