Running hard towards what used to be

Losing ground in changes sliding endlessly

Reaching out for mirrors hidden in the web

Painting lines upon your face inside instead



Sounds so bad the music's flat on every line

Songs of blackened lace know you're dying all the time

Sounds so bad you let the music take your soul

Slipping through the day

Lose the only way you know



Running hard towards what used to be

Losing ground in changes sliding endlessly

Reaching out for things you want to see

Find reflections of insane reality



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Running hard towards what used to be

Losing ground in changes sliding endlessly

Reaching out for shadows passing through

See the dark around is coming down on you