It's plain to see that my time is out
My will is broken and I'm out of luck.
My bag is empty and I'm dried to the bone,
My spirit's sinking like a storm.
I hope these weary eyes will show me the way
And unlike I'm shining through the haze.
I need to fall, now, gotta end this game.
It's off the head now, is this more of the same.
If I don't slow down, chains might pase.
I don't see the end of these days.
I hope these weary eyes will show me the way
And unlike I'm shining through the haze.
I hope this tight field will carry me home,
So I can clear my head and rest these bones.
Try to keep up with my shadow,
But I'm always running out of breath.
I know that we mentioned big these battles,
This fighting over here.
I hope these weary eyes will show me the way
And unlike I'm shining through the haze.
I hope this tight field will carry me home,
So I can clear my head and rest these bones.
Clear my head and rest these bones.
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