No time to think, conclusions made on the spot.Eternal bliss or eternal rot.
Our zeal’s pumped through our veins. Were in this one together, Choosing a life of guilt or bloodstains.
I don’t know how this life going to end, but I can’t keep trying to prove myself to him,
I know this life isn’t made for the light of heart it’s an age of strain right from the start.
I’m stuck here somewhere between the sky and the ground and this cold rain is falling again,
and this time its bringing us closer. Its pascals wager and I’m disregarding your false shelter.
Is there one meaning to this life I’m living cause I haven’t found it yet.
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