Hand Of Mercy Troy You Are The Master At The Art Of Time Suckage
Recollecting what I've heard, to live in the past is to
die before the future
Look in the mirror, you're just getting older (but it's
not over)
Deliberate latter-day rights and wrongs, know what
you've got before it's gone
You've built these castles in the air
Who can re-write the lines of their own history?
Just say 'What's done is done' and move on!
Without the courage to stand up and be strong, shy away
your face, it's clear you're just escaping!
All the mindless fear that you have been creating, sold
yourself short again
Hide away behind closed doors, no-one comes in at all
All the faces you loved from before, you don't
recognize anymore
You've gone out of your way to destroy all the ties
that meant anything to you
And it's a sad f..cking sight, that in your mind, this
is justified
Recollecting what I've heard, to live in the past is to
die before the future
Look in the mirror, you're just getting older (but it's
not over)
And you told me you'd never live for a day that's
better, and what you had is all that you'd ever need
You've built these castles in the air
Everyday there's less and less of your pride, and
through your eyes I see you're empty inside
So afraid of any change, all that you'll leave behind
is regret and shame
Digging your own f..cking grave, you live alone and
you'll die the same way
Digging your own f..cking grave, you live alone and
you'll die the same f..cking way...
