Letras
A closed chapter there's nothing more to ask for
We are the makers a message to show you all our hell
The pressure by the ocean
Obstruction blocking
To see The tides we made by the sea
To Leave it all where it lies
The canvas of your life
Are you feeling empowered from the gift that you've encountered?
No wasting time, try your hardest to stay in the lines
Just Slow down this race was never real
That pain inside is that really how you feel?
Take one step back
Be patient to fix the schism
A match was made that would turn the gears of the mechanism
Go
The past is black no plains to ever go back
Slowly how the fungus grows
When your face down in the cold
No more pain
Nothings the same
No one to blame
Soon the world will remember our name
The pressure by the ocean
Obstruction blocking
To see The tides we made by the sea
To Leave it All where it lies
The canvas of your life
They crossed over the line
The past is their own demise
The canvas of your never ending life