Enough pictures drawin in the sand, Of everything we wish we`d been, Just to watch them wash out when the waters rise.
Enough careless talk about giving up, Complaining of the things we haven`t got, Why can`t we stand up to the test of time?
No more, No less than all we are, all we have, No more holding back. So far, we`ve only made a scratch, knives out, No more holding back. We`ll drag our heels on cold concrete unti it`s four feet wide and six feet deep, To forget our regrets and yesterdays.
I want to cut, cut the binds, It`s not the sisscors that are dull. It`s our minds, It`s our apathy and shallow goals entwined. It`s all or nothing, kiss yesterday goodbye.
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