two world collision

between two worlds, it only crumbles into nothing

you shall serve your role as that of the victim

one is dead without the other, pushed into the ground

bound to the routine, enslaved to your own freedom



there is no love between these walls, nothing at all

love is hate, there’s always so much love for those you hate

its seems someone always creates a mess for someone else

and you’re always destined to take the fall, call it fate



someone’s got to stand in the middle of this battlefield

the enemies are changing, but one side remains the same

knife in the back one too many times, starting not to feel

and still you bring the hammer down, they all look the same from here



cut them short, before they make the same mistakes

silence their mouths, so they can’t break the same promises

always watching your back, and waiting for that knife

that you’ve lost all your perception, on how to live your life

(you’re so careful, that you’re not alive anymore)



it’s not the same, not everyone will betray you

but they all take the blame, because you know you couldn’t bare to

nothing ever lasts, so what reason left should this one?

so you bury yourself, not knowing someone would dig you out



one world always consumes the other

whether truth or lie, it’s bound to fall on deaf ears

the other can hide from the end, but it’ll never see it coming

and then the cycle starts over once again, and forever

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