Cynical Limit

Tonight

Cynical Limit


Sometimes nothing works out right
And sometimes all the cards just fall into play
In life, trusting fate just don't feel right 
Cause it all comes down to the choices that you make

Honesty, integrity
The players in the game of life

Tonight, who ya' gonna run to?
When all the dreams you hope for fade away
Tonight, who ya' gonna turn to?
When all the ones you trust in turn away
Oh tonight

Sometimes we'd rather sit and wonder why
Instead of reaching beyond the limits we make
The crime, the crime of fear can paralyze
Cause we end up living with the choices that we make

Honestly, when you see
A chance for breaking free, you try