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