Terminal - text
Come of age, we will know
And all refuse to believe
Selling short the soul
And all refuse to believe
Selling short the soul
Try to quell this fear
Softening these bones
I can’t repel this premonition
Losing sight of home
Softening these bones
I can’t repel this premonition
Losing sight of home
Rewind - what mark have I left behind?
A fingerprint on the world
No blame as to why I’m circling the drain
Time is up, terminal, time is up
A fingerprint on the world
No blame as to why I’m circling the drain
Time is up, terminal, time is up
Changes in predetermined mortality
Puts in perspective, a useless agenda
What’s been taken for granted comes to the fold
And when I’m called on, I attempt
To consolidate my abridged existence
Puts in perspective, a useless agenda
What’s been taken for granted comes to the fold
And when I’m called on, I attempt
To consolidate my abridged existence
Try to quell this fear
Softening these bones
I can’t repel this premonition
Losing sight of home
Take a lesson here
When precious time is sold
Bodies in broken condition
The strongest I behold
Softening these bones
I can’t repel this premonition
Losing sight of home
Take a lesson here
When precious time is sold
Bodies in broken condition
The strongest I behold
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