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Do you feel like you’re living the end so slow

The clock on the wall blurs when you’re waiting without hope 

You stand back and you realize In the midst

Just how quick and short lived it is

Who would’ve thought any of us would end up like this? 
Moments lost as soon as they’re had

All there is or will ever be, and who knows a way back?

A story that’s over as soon as it’s told

Only tears and strands of memories remain for us to hold

If you ever find a way out of this cage

Take me with you, take me away from this place
I try to get a grip on it

But I’m trapped in a memory where I can’t live

I sit alone through the years, pen in hand

Because now it seems we’re staring down the end

Who would have thought it would come to this? 
I heard a whisper an age ago

Still left to do, so don’t lose hope

But now it’s over and all were doing is growing older

Who can show me something new

No, there’s nothing here left to do
Moments lost as soon as they’re had

All there is or will ever be, and who knows a way back?

A story that’s over as soon as it’s told

Only tears and strands of memories remain for us to hold

If you ever find a way out of this cage

Take me with you, take me away from this place
So sign the last letters

With the ink of red that we’ve all bled

So the words were written 

And will remain on the walls within

they’ll be torn down one day

But only once it’s too late to break the fall of the bearers gone before

This was your place, this was your thorn
Who would have thought we’d be living in the final chapter descending

Who could’ve predicted such a sad, bitter ending? 

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