There's not enough hours in the day,
enough resolve in my brain
enough time to have my actions
repeat the words that i say
Too much distraction
too much abstraction
too much detraction
too much non-action
I sit alone in my head at night
wishing i had the will to fight
all the battles I wage
on the dark for some light
hoping in my old age
i'll finally be alright
Not enough hope in the day
enough scope in my ways
too much loss when they say
we can't do things this way
there's a heavy price to pay
and i'm willing to cash out
all the chips that i'm handed
all the cards that i'm dealt
when the cycles complete
we will not know defeat
hit the reset button
before we hit delete
on our lives in the moment
i can see resolution
take back what is ours
that's the only solution
don't be silent in this
we can't afford to miss
a chance at success
a chance to dismiss
all the wrong in our lives
wishing instead to die
holding onto cold lies
making deals with sky
There's not enough will in the masses
enough strenght in the classes
enough hope in their basis
to fulfill this new stasis
stability we hope to see
from a world that is blind
apathy's all we recieve
from a broken shallow mind
There's not enough fight in your heart
enough passion from the start
enough with this hollow march
to the graves dug deep in dirt
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