Conscience Wreckage Video (MV)

July the second, 3 a.m.
Driving back home, a path i've never taken
Few lights, no friendly voice was sitting next to me
I was thinking 'bout tomorrow
When he got in the way
A hard thud and a swerve
Then I was alone
While the fire burned around
I strived to hold my mind clear
Although I was numb I could feel the end coming
The street has got rid of my innocent soul
That vision won't be ripped
Off of my very eyes
Forever struggling with
That burden's despair
And no one's been there too
My conscience can't be cleaned
Everytime that I close my eyes
I drown into that night
Sick and tired I just want to escape from
The pain that treads on me
And squashes my sick heart
To tear up the past would be
The only solution to be at peace
That vision won't be ripped
Off of my very eyes
Forever struggling with
That burden's despair
And no one's been there too
My conscience can't be cleaned
Everytime that I close my eyes