I'm fine
I said I'm fine
At least I think I am
Getting out of this soon enough
the self-fulfilling prophecy
Realism is the great leveller
The weight of the noose around my neck
numbs me, yet you proceed to pull it tighter
still standing on the scaffold
but refusing to pull the lever
suffer to survive
I'll cope,
I always have
Just another obstacle to take
the biggest one yet
But there is doubt emerging
Feeding on hope
Barren grounds
Scorched earth
Ideal for fear
Famine
No more room for the what ifs
the could have beens,
the should have dones
A fool's hope, nothing more
Time to grow up
face reality
lose the smile now
set a straight face
facing grim odds
The rope rottens
Its grip loosens
Breath fills my lungs
face reality
lose the smile now
set a straight face
facing grim odds
Hope incarnate
Suffer to survive
credits
released April 25, 2017
Written by Strains.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Aljoscha Sieg at Pitchback Studios.
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