this time around
no trace of peace
i nearly hit the ground
this time again
i drank too much
cant feel my own hands
this time around
you've played your games
i've lost the count
and my appetite for sound
over the hill and church
all these promises
now truth only hurts
all up in the sky
all up in my head
left me for dead
left us instead
this time around
i finally saw
i finally found
a bond is never bound.
~sev.
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