The Rupture - Apostate

I’ll write another cheap verse

To crown the pile on the floor

It might mean anything tonight

And no one needs to find out

I’ll write another cheap verse

This is my last one

I promise, I swear

I am sorry for letting you down

Again

See, I’m just a man, who tries too hard to stand on his feet

Not falling on the knees

That I forgot there is something above them

And something always kept me from sharing my dreams

As if I dared to shape them with words

They would crumble away and leave me with fear

That I have been always running from

When all of your deeds

Were re-assembled in sweat by me

I can’t find a way

To blame someone else

To walk alone is to walk with honor

Because you won’t be walking for long

To walk alone is to walk with honor

Because you won’t be walking for long

To walk alone is to walk with honor

Because you won’t be walking for long

Same old frail ode

To the past

We are not raising glasses this time

Same old frail ode

To the past

We are not raising glasses this time

I guess we all have a favorite role

And what scares me the most

Is that I found my own

In the pursuit of a reason for death

But if you don’t have one, what’s your life really worth?

The heart above the head

The thing that counts the most

When there’s nothing left to gein

You walk away

The heart above the head

The thing that counts the most

When there’s nothing left to gein

Be honest