The Sky Hits The Ground (2011) Track 5 : Now I don’t mean to sound so hopeless but sometimes I don’t want to stay, but I guess we will all succumb to the same damn thing. Might as well stand and fight the pain. Vocal - ML/SW
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Reeling thoughts like carousels
Speeding round endless tracks
I have a makeshift bandage on a hidden wound under a yellow coat stained black
I'm a method actor on a tightrope
I'm imbalanced, about to fall
And the audience has long gone home
As colors fade to a dim Grey pall
Six strings and a beating heart
And several lousy songs
In a year they won't mean a thing
If there's no place they belong
I rose above the hollows
And crossed the bridge but it let go
Now I think.I know the way life goes
When you're living on without a soul
And I don't mean to sound so hopeless,
But sometimes I don't want to stay
But I guess we.will all succumb to the same damned thing
Might as well stand and fight the pain
This emptiness inside us all
Forever lost not far
Ethereal canvas in the sky
The art of a thousand stars
Method actors on tightropes
Testing balance and then they fall
We are just a blink in time
Meaningless forever
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