50 and a Month Songtext

von Ignite

50 and a month

In my time of dying
All i've grown to be
English can't define these feelings
I keep waiting
There's a strange time called
Trying
That's vague like us
I can always try harder
Which means I never try enough
My mind is always crying
Concentration, saturation,
An arquaintance is so nieve
Or just a blind soul
Fifty and a month
Is so long for some
Understanding becomes my
Snair
The harder I struggle
The more confined I become
Does quanity stop at empty
Does quality stop with you
(chorus)
Fifty and a month
Is just a blink for me
Fifty and a month