Memories are created from waking bliss
Cuts from a knife are the same as a kiss
Respected sincerity will cover up this clarity
As a breath of wasting hours
Will then lead us all to catastrophe
I've been down this road before
Rummaged through the waste in me
And tasted all [Em]it was [Am7]supposed to [C7]be
I've spat out this poisoned dream
And salvaged what i couldn't part
I saw it coming from the start
Wandering through this wasted life
Ive seen nothing to [C7]change my [A]mind
I've been down this ɾoad before
Rummaged through the waste in me
And tasted all [Em]it was [Am7]supposed to [C7]be
I've spat out this poisoned dream
And salvaged what i couldn't part
I saw it coming from the start
Serenity will
Come in time
Remainders of this... Trying stɾife