This Summer's Sorrow Ⅱ: Growing Old in the Waiting Place - Wristmeetrazor

Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home

Beaten, defeated

But not as long as I can make stories out of heartbreak

Beauty out of sorrow

I can’t wait

I can’t keep waiting

I can’t wait

Now it’s your turn

How’s the view?

Watching it burn

So don’t

Speak

So don’t

Don’t speak

It’s strange, you don’t know me?

Stranger, you don’t know you

Just the same game

While we wasted away

While we wasted away

Minutes to hours to days

Now it’s your turn

How’s the view?

Watching it burn

So don’t

Speak

So don’t

Don’t speak

So don’t speak

Watch it grow barren

Like the Eden

Of our heartache

Minutes to hours

Now it’s your turn

How’s the view?

Watching it burn

So don’t

Speak

So don’t

Don’t speak

I need to see the end

I need to see the end

I need to see the end

I need to see the end

I need to see the end

I need to see the end

I need to see the end

I need to see the end

I need to see the end

I need to see the end