Haste Evidence of Wasted ink Letras:
Should we raise our voices just to break the
silence with no substance? Bearing into this page
with the weight of a thousand restless words. I'm
holding on to something long since dead it's
keeping me from living. I need to know just how it
feels to let this go. When it all comes down you
are closer to the edge than you thought you would
be. It's said and done out there at the end still
without you here. So content with watching,
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tearing down and forgetting what we are given.
Given everything, not content with anything. Tied
down by situations at an end and left with
compromise. Compromising standards, we're only
half of what we should be. Start facing
circumstances, stop filling space with nothingness
we're losing. Losing what we've worked for and
satisfied with a dead end. It's still true. I've
grown tired of the give and take, want someone who
can give me everything I need. When it all comes
down you are closer to the edge than you thought
you would be. It's said and done out there at the
end still without you here.
Letras: Evidence of Wasted ink Haste [final]