Thirteen Staples

Everything in this life will rust
Everything in this life will rust

The promise of tomorrow can't be guaranteed
Everything I love is destined for dust
Everything I trust, sweat, tears and blood
Was it all a waste
Were my thoughts misplaced
I can't get caught in the land slide
Feel my conscience rip in two
Can't get used to being used

Mental prison
Isolated death
Watch everything you love
Slip through broken hands

There is no strength in fearing death
There is no strength in fearing death

Nothing is meant to last
But I'm still fucking up my future getting caught up in the past
My legacy will fade with my name
All the memories erode with time

A crowded room has left me calling for ghosts
An empty room has left ghost calling for me

To be what you want me to be
Would be hell on earth on earth
To be what you want me to be
Would be hell on earth on earth



Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Rockwood
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