Get out
Get out of my dream!
Day in day out I think nothing of you
Day in day out I’m over you
Days begin and days just end
leaving me defenseless again
once I dream you take over!
Filling them with what could be
What I wanted to be
I can’t wake up I don’t want to leave
Then you’re standing there next to him
crushing my heart that I gave to you
squeezing it like a stress ball
watching me writhe in pain
get out of my dream it’s too painful to bear
since when was i different
now I don’t care
that fucking ring that stupid promise
was all this just words to you
in one ear and out the other!
what the fuck did you do to me
you sick twisted bitch?!
I’ve disappeared and never coming back
yet I see you, feel you, hear your voice
my heart tells me to come back
it’ll be okay
numb the pain
it’ll be over soon
at least for today..
In this world where pattern can bend,
Where the seasons begin to break and crumble lies a soul abandoned from his own will on the journey to find his self,
A dim and desolate road no where to run nowhere to hide,
The demons are on your trail keep the light in full blaze,
Chorus
There’s a reason to turn back time to erase the broken rhymes left trampled in your footsteps, fix the promises that tremble at your feet, build the road for the weak to tread and carry the fallen in your heart,
It’s too bad you won’t be there when I come home,
The words haven’t came out right and I get lost in my own breath,
This timeline must turn away,
Cut the line to copy and paste,
Set me back to before the madness and the pain,
Let go the strings of Fayte,
Please surrender to your own will as I have already mine,
Let’s tell our story how two hearts became one soul,
Chorus
There’s a reason to turn back time to erase the broken rhymes left trampled in your footsteps, fix the promises that tremble at your feet, build the road for the weak to tread and carry the fallen in your heart,
Through someone’s eyes the chariot led the way,
Among the tracks I make haste,
Father Time left me to find my own place,
A word of guidance he said to me,
Chorus
There is a reason to turn back time to erase the broken rhymes left trampled in your footsteps, fix the promises that tremble at your feet, build the road for the weak to tread and carry the fallen in your heart,
This is my reason to turn back time to create our mended times returned at your doorstep, fix the promises that tremble at your feet, build the road for the week to tread and carry the love that’s in our heart!
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