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Another day in this carnival of hopelessness

Another night ends; and as quickly as it goes, the memories turned in to shadows

Like cheap ink on a page fading like my soul

And I can't seem to find my way home

It's almost like your heaven's trying everything to keep me away

All the places I've been and things I've seen all the sorrow I have, seems lost

A million stories that made up all the shattered dreams

The faces of people I’ll never be able to see again

'Cause your heaven's doing everything to break me down

To let me fall and rip my hart out to take my last bit of dignity, making me regret and belief at the same time that I am broken

I am not worth living and each breath I take is a waste of precious life

Another day in this carnival of helplessness

Another night of ended hopes, fading ink on a paper of dreams

Lost in the eternal pit of blindness chained down by your actions and empty words

Still believing in a better tomorrow while the ink is running dry

No matter what I do or say your hart is stone, cold as the winter night

Penetrating those around you with your poison tong. Selling your victim story and giving your ears to all that curses you to be with out compaction

Hear the calling of my hart that once where beating as one with yours

Once made you se the real me not the faded soul that I became.

Another day another opportunity in these broken dreams

But your heaven’s trying everything to keep me away

And I still can’t find my way back home