Collected regrets, gathered through time
The comfort that I preach is buried by the process
And I can't forget the days that I spent
Dodging caskets in my path
Now I
Call them my home
Complacency
Is my crutch
As the silence of night flows through my mind
I will seek the smallest hint of light
Until my regret slowly tears me apart from the inside out
I'll lay defeated and helpless
I'm wearing down to dust, solace is a must
As I watch myself waste away in the rearview
I'm grinding down my teeth, compelled to bear this hell
That I chose for my self
And I
Call it my home
Complacency
Is my crutch
As the silence of night flows through my mind
I will seek the smallest hint of light
Until my regret slowly tears me apart from the inside out
I'll lay defeated and helpless
I've buried myself here
And I can't be forgiven
One last breath of regret
Stay silent let it seep in
As the silence of night flows through my mind
I will seek the smallest hint of light
Until my regret slowly tears me apart from the inside out
I'll lay defeated and helpless
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