Tekster: Instilled. Unfinished Buisness. Steppin Out.

A timeless farewell to whats already been said
You can hang your pride but not your head
Always fighting, almost breaking
Faith is lost, youth is fading

Stuck on repeat
Letting you down
Stuck on repeat
Well die in this town

This is not the way it ends
Well carry on if its with or without you
Closing your wounds needle and thread
Were taking chances with what we have left
But the deepest cuts will never mend
Your life fell short where my life began

This is where my life begins
Erase my face from pictures and
I wont share the memories

This is not the way it fucking ends