In Solitude, tell yourself
Just how complicated this turned out to be
It might have been your release
Could have resurrected, had you took the lead
Just how complicated this turned out to be
It might have been your release
Could have resurrected, had you took the lead
We fall apart, disappear
Find a quiet place to resonate inside our fears
When your hope is found
The last church bell will sound
Your solitude, your defense
Pain is overrated, every care is gone
But nothing's new, no release
Feeling suffocated, same old tire song
We fall apart, disappear
Find a quiet place to resonate inside our fears
And then it comes, then it goes
See the grave is waiting patiently outside our doors
When your hope is found
The last church bell will sound
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