Here come the bends
We're falling upwards fast
Though these things
Never last
Bracing
Becoming past
And it shows
Dire effects
To front a binding pain
Most symptoms to remain
A quickness to refrain
So it goes
Victim to folly
So called discontent
No mind to represent
Adhere to the descent
So slow
Not sure if we made it
But this is the end
Or can't we pretend
A little longer
Still caught in the long while
Much as it was
Helpful in showing
Who was stronger
Grasping for a purpose
Honest mistake
So simple to make
What does it matter
Not sure if we made it
But this is the end
And I can't comprehend
The directions we take
Change
Isn't
Soon
To
Be
A reality
Then suppose
We'll
See
That these dreams
They are gonna kill me
Endtime Friendtime - Soft Light At The Dawn Parade Lyrics
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Here come the bends
We're falling upwards fast
Though these things
Never last
Bracing
Becoming past
And it shows
Dire effects
To front a binding pain
Most symptoms to remain
A quickness to refrain
So it goes
Victim to folly
So called discontent
No mind to represent
Adhere to the descent
So slow
Not sure if we made it
But this is the end
Or can't we pretend
A little longer
Still caught in the long while
Much as it was
Helpful in showing
Who was stronger
Grasping for a purpose
Honest mistake
So simple to make
What does it matter
Not sure if we made it
But this is the end
And I can't comprehend
The directions we take
Change
Isn't
Soon
To
Be
A reality
Then suppose
We'll
See
That these dreams
They are gonna kill me
We're falling upwards fast
Though these things
Never last
Bracing
Becoming past
And it shows
Dire effects
To front a binding pain
Most symptoms to remain
A quickness to refrain
So it goes
Victim to folly
So called discontent
No mind to represent
Adhere to the descent
So slow
Not sure if we made it
But this is the end
Or can't we pretend
A little longer
Still caught in the long while
Much as it was
Helpful in showing
Who was stronger
Grasping for a purpose
Honest mistake
So simple to make
What does it matter
Not sure if we made it
But this is the end
And I can't comprehend
The directions we take
Change
Isn't
Soon
To
Be
A reality
Then suppose
We'll
See
That these dreams
They are gonna kill me
Writer: Dalton Hancock
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