The man he sees in the mirror, lacks the strength, the motivation
Though he searches, though he digs
He cannot find the will to live
Tortured by, years of betrayal
Scarred by, wounds of his innocence
He searches for a light but thereʼs nothing there
Only the pain from his failed attempts
Broken, he falls to the ground as he looks up to the sky
Alone he searches his soul as heʼs waiting here
Waiting here to die
Waiting to die
Too many days, spent in this place
All his mistakes call to him in the night
As heʼs consumed by his self-proclaimed wretchedness
Broken, he falls to the ground as he looks up to the sky
Alone he searches his soul as heʼs waiting here
Waiting here to die
These fabrications of an obsessed man
Will only live to see the light of the fire he burns
Fire he burns
As he stands on the edge, the precipice
He walks away, as he walks away
As he walks away
Broken, he falls to the ground as he looks up to the sky
Alone he searches his soul as heʼs waiting here
Waiting here to die
