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Hopeful but not optimistic
My mind becomes more dangerous by the second
So I¡¯m hopeful but not optimistic
Lay down what you¡¯re working on
It¡¯s time to sleep
I promise that tomorrow will come
Cause time the clock keeps, it keeps.
I¡¯m traveling faster and if death comes at least
Silence is comforting, finally released
From endless ringing
These are the horses that are calling me
The perfect ending I¡¯m finally released.
I don¡¯t know why we keep singing these songs
I¡¯ve never heard anyone sing along, slowly dying.
Attempting to trick chaos into something beautiful
It¡¯s what I live for, it¡¯s magic.
Deep in this heart something is said.
Someone translate, help me understand, we¡¯re all dying.
I¡¯m screaming while I still can, hope my throat holds up
Under this pressure, so my heart won¡¯t burst, I¡¯m trying.
Try, all the time, all the time.

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If Death Comes
Waxwing



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