Ashes

End Of The Spectrum

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I can't let this go, you're fading,
Just like I said you would,
Times have changed.
I mouth these silent words, my stranger to my mind,
To hear what I can't understand.
You say I'm drained. I say I'm bare, Unfinished,
Like a canvas breaking under pressure.

We turn to Ashes.
Grey plastered messes,
On our faces, On our hands and knees.

Mr Misery.
Act like you know me,
You did it again. again.

Our thoughts and faces are floating,
Just like you said they would,
They're your monsters.
Creeping and crawling, Like they're your saviours,
They won't save you, it's in your hands.
But I still listen, they still control us,
So far under our skin.

Careful you don't fall down that hole again.

Mr Misery,
Act like you know me,
You did it again, again.
Mr Travesty,
Oh you don't know me,
You did it again. again.

Can't do this! Won't let this go!
Can't do this! Won't let this go!
Can't do this! Won't let this go!