Stuck behind a stained window
distorting every feature
watching the way the currencies flow

around this cold dessert
People pass & hands meet hands
Someone stumbles on the steps
Nothing will grow in a barren land
except thistels & fear

I don't know why I feel so cut off
from your world but I just gave up
all dreams of entering sometime soon
for you to break through this cocoon

Broken glass & polluted veins
is becoming the routine
i'm more attracted to fun & games
than staring at the walls
I couldn't stand staying in
on a hopeless night like this
now hope is the only medecine
but I'm soon out of it

I don't know why I feel so cut off
from your world but I just gave up
all dreams of entering sometime soon
for you to break through this cocoon

Tonight I'm on the shores of Acheron
being chased around by my own conscience
I'm to afraid to raise the stakes
afraid to just make more mistake

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