The End - Atlas Losing Grip

I close my eyes and hold my breath

As I wait for something to pull me back down again

I’ve been feeling to good for too long

So I guess it’ll hit me when I least expected to

I’ve got used to the disappointment

I’ve got used to the loneliness

I’ve got used to the constant failures

And the wall that surrounds me and keeps me depressed and still

I tried to find what you call happiness

As it’s too much to ask it’s too much to demand

That even much a day to get to know that feeling

And before it’s time to breed what it’s inside in his hand

What I want is a reason to live

What I want is a reason to breath again

We tried to find ourselves a reason to live

We tried to find ourselves a reason to breath again

There’s no need for us to hurry

Is coming so why worry

But a path we choose is letting down again

(inside in his hand)

and where it caused our number

we’re going six feet under

I meet you there my one and only friend

the end

And even through the darkest times

I tried to find the purpose putted to you somehow

this hopeless mess that falls inside

pleads the future the past the here and now

Allow myself some reason to live

Allow myself for a reason to breath again

We haven’t give ourselves a reason to live

We haven’t give ourselves a reason to breath again

No matter who we are

No matter what we try

or the path we choose to walk

we all head to the same direction

towards the end

No need for us to hurry

Is coming so why worry

But a path we choose is letting down again

(inside in his hand)

and where it caused our number

we’re going six feet under

I meet you there my one and only friend

the end

No matter who we are

No matter what we try

or the path we choose to walk towards the end

That’s where it caused our number

we’re going six feet under

I meet you there my one and only friend

the end