Strange days of walking ghosts
With no place left to go
Life fades in our hands
But no one really cares
Until it's too late, to learn from our mistakes
Until it's too late, to get what we deserve
Looking for a new purpose
That justifies our lives
Burning hopes, slowly dying, drowning inside
Are we alive? Or are we just breathing?
That precious mask cannot hide you feelings
Let them to bloom, let them to thrive and embrace your essence
You can't resist, you can't deny what you got inside
Sunken eyes fall asleep
While our mind still breathes
Trying to get relief
While reality screams
Until it's too late, to learn from our mistakes
Until it's too late, to get what we deserve
Looking for a new purpose
That justifies our lives
Burning hopes, slowly dying, drowning inside
Are we alive? Or are we just breathing?
That precious mask cannot hide you feelings
Let them to bloom, let them to thrive and embrace your essence
You can't resist, you can't deny what you got inside
credits
from Poetry in slow motion,
released May 20, 2018
Recorded and mixed by Transparents.
Mastered by Eric Broyhill at MonsterLabAudio.
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