Hollow Victory - Burn Everything

I’ve reached, the apex of my boredom, I’ve RSVP’d with a no to my own funeral

What good does it do me, to just be complacent

To be a replacement

To never even try (never try)

The sleepless nights

Spent plotting my escape

I have the key, but cannot find the gate (find the gate)

There’s no such thing as an atheist foxhole, but goddammit here we are

There are no easy answers, there are no second chances

There is only regret in the rearview, of your backwards glances

This victory rings hollow and empty, there is so much more to go,

there is so much more

Destitute, I won’t give in to this

No not again this is my cross to bear this is my weighted anchor

I won’t let go

I hold on with all I’ve got