Its over,
Its over,
Die over,
Its over,
We're over,
All over.
Die in darkness,
I feel the life,
Slipping through the finger
Tips of hate.
Another wait,
A time to rest its soul away,
And now its over n over, over n over,
Lying in a pool of blood,
Its red, its red, its red,
Its seems again the walls are breathing,
Mind is seething out. . again, ... lost all my friends.
Its over the edge, pushed, back in time?
Pushed me back inside?, I kill my crime my reason why, theres no such living in my life
I cannot let the end kill me, now its over
Feeling time is so innocent, is so innocent
I could lose my mind
Feel it cry, again feel the drive, i'm dying to get it over
Can I lose my end of the bet?
Writer(s): Bryan Erickson
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