Living to follow dreams, there's not a chance
Living for all it seems, there's not a chance
Living beyond all means, there's not a chance for me
And I seek through convictions
And I see through the words
And I hear the familiar lasting hurt
Am I sent with a mission, as I seek with a thirst
For the last inhibition, that we've learned
Too wretched to deny, your wretched soul
Comes to die
Wretched soul comes to die
Living for borrowed dreams, there's not a chance
Living through falling tears
There's not a glance, not a glance from me
And I seek through convictions
And I see through the words
And I hear the familiar lasting hurt
Am I sent with a mission, as I seek with a thirst
For the last inhibition, that we've learned
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Living to follow dreams, there's not a chance
Living for all it seems, there's not a chance
Living beyond all means, there's not a chance for me
And I seek through convictions
And I see through the words
And I hear the familiar lasting hurt
Am I sent with a mission, as I seek with a thirst
For the last inhibition, that we've learned
Too wretched to deny, your wretched soul
Comes to die
Wretched soul comes to die
Living for borrowed dreams, there's not a chance
Living through falling tears
There's not a glance, not a glance from me
And I seek through convictions
And I see through the words
And I hear the familiar lasting hurt
Am I sent with a mission, as I seek with a thirst
For the last inhibition, that we've learned
Living for all it seems, there's not a chance
Living beyond all means, there's not a chance for me
And I seek through convictions
And I see through the words
And I hear the familiar lasting hurt
Am I sent with a mission, as I seek with a thirst
For the last inhibition, that we've learned
Too wretched to deny, your wretched soul
Comes to die
Wretched soul comes to die
Living for borrowed dreams, there's not a chance
Living through falling tears
There's not a glance, not a glance from me
And I seek through convictions
And I see through the words
And I hear the familiar lasting hurt
Am I sent with a mission, as I seek with a thirst
For the last inhibition, that we've learned
Writer: Gregory Mackintosh, Nicholas Holmes
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.