My eyes are open I can’t see
Anything in front of me
I’m sad and it’s colder
I’m bleeding all over
And my motion is stuck in a reverie

My bags of stones become bags of bones
The soles of my feet become my grave
I’m forgetting, forgotten
I’m lost and I’m rotten
Waiting for some ecstasy
Waiting for anything…

*Somewhere I’m losing all my shoes
I’m here but I can’t choose
My hands remain unused and broken
Somewhere there is a light
I hide behind my sight
Afraid it might have been awoken
I’m hoping
Hoping
To hope again

The heels of my feet no longer alive
They’ve burned to the bone in some fate contrived
Still stand in dishonor
They say that I’m stronger
But the only thing that’s moved is time

My rock and roll become 5 years old
The soul of my desire becomes my grave
I’m frozen and lonely
I drown in unholy
Waiting for some epiphany
A coma epitome 

*
For some feet to replace mine
For some force to stop time
For some fate to unwind
For another chance, chance
To hope again
Hope again
Hope again
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