These daunting winter nights, oh how they haunt me.
Fighting with all my might, I know I’ll make it despite everything they said.
Fuck them and all the nothing they stand for.
WE are becoming everything they’ve failed to be. Everything they’ve only wished of.
Try after try, fail after fail; I’m finally fucking done getting no where.
A lesson learned, it’s a shame it’s not the first.
I swear I tried, but over time we slowly digressed.
I swear I tried, and you didn’t do shit.
I ask for nothing but to forget you.
Not what once was, just you.
Definitely not the first, and definitely not the last.
Future, just please don’t fuck me like the past.
The words you speak would mean so much more if I knew their meaning.
I thought I’d given up, but I was wrong.
Leading myself on, leading myself off.
Expecting the best for the future and nothing more.
The less not being settled for, is it pride, or is a part of life?
Discovering life not through you, but through myself.
You’re the one with the last laugh, but its too late.
Seems like you didn’t get yourself.
Its not the night that fucks with me, it’s my mind.
I’m ok with the shit life’s throwing at me cause one day I’ll be throwing it right back.
Sacrificing everything, believing it’ll be worth it.
They say patience is a virtue, I hope they’re fucking right.
Time is flying by, and the uneasiness is getting stronger.
What seems to be the truth, is only a lie in the eyes of the world.
Past meets the present, a reality in disguise.
Behind closed doors it all seems so right.
Bluff slowly fading, scattered life falling into place.
