Slipping - Strife
Just when it felt like these walls weren't so close
And the grip of what held me tight was close enough for my escape
I fell again
And where were you my crutch my need my everything
There's not a question of sincerity
But there's a question of what used to be
And I fell again
And where were you my crutch my need my everything
There's not a question of sincerity
But there's a question of what used to be inside me
And for right now
I'm moving in the only way I know how
And that's what I have to do
An escape may never be but I must try
And I fell again
And where were you my crutch my need my everything
There's not a question of sincerity
But there's a question of what used to be
I fell again
And where were you my crutch my need my everything
There's not a question of sincerity
But there's a question of what it remains to be seen
To be seen
To be seen
Once more I'm sorry for all that's been lost
Once more I'm sorry for all that's been lost
Once more I'm sorry for all that's been lost
Once more I'm sorry for all that's been lost
Promises broken
Promises broken
Promises
I'm slipping away
I'm slipping away
I'm slipping away
I'm slipping away
Once more I'm sorry for all that's been lost