Deville. A Step From Forever. Idle But Deadly. Zeneszám

I wish I could silence this voice in my head.
My misery loves me, my discontent.
Breaking and burning, grasping at lies.
All these twisted tales that demoralize.

How we stay awake through life in repetition?
Throw all these forced in lies away, It's all I can take.
Please don't come undone, its everything to me.
Lifes essence is drained away, It's everything, you'll see.
Compelled to cut away until tomorrow, I say we can make it.
Throw everything away and we'll see where we're left in the end.
And-we-wait.

Living for nothing is sterile and bleak, and I'm so sick of waiting for anything.

Please don't come undone, its everything to me.
We drift through life in emptiness, It's everything, you'll see.
Compelled to cut away until tomorrow, I say we can make it.
Throw everything away and we'll see where we're left in the end.
And-we-wait.
And-WAIT