Winter - Lions Lions

I said it once before

I don’t believe a single word you say

But I fall for it all

Every second of every day, alone

It’s our soul so give it up, and next time

Maybe next time I’ll wake up

It feels like I am ready to give up

Next time, maybe next time I’ll wake up

I’ve been dissecting every second I’m awake

It’s a consistent pulling, stretching thin my will to just create Take it all

the way

I feel like every time I try, I’m just falling deeper

Into the same hole I’ve been digging on my own so long

This feels like all the way

It’s our soul so give it up, and next time

Maybe next time I’ll wake up

It feels like I am ready to give up

Next time, maybe next time I’ll wake up

No end in sight, I am eclipsed but holding out

The truth is every question posed is ringing all too loud

Bottle up the words and let the ether sort them out

We speak with malice when we find we just can’t live without