Classic Struggle Feel Like Hell
Breaking down. Breaking down this faith in me. And I'm
not sure what to believe. Is it you that brings us here?
Taking all that we had that was once so pure. What should
we believe? Who should we trust? We stand tall through it
all. Flood the mind of utopia only to rip us in half.
Forcing this pain. Forcing this pain to rage on like a
bloody river, spilling more evil over the land. From what
we've seen your plan has failed, but some still believe.
As if there is such a place. No one is sure but time Time
is all that's left. Believe in strength. live for
yourself.
