No Guts, Not Sorry
The moment we left a fellow man break
Is the moment we failed ourselves
The greed and lust that we embraced
The ceiling that stomps our heads at night
Can't enjoy this life
We know too much
And act too little
The well will drown us all
I'll stay inside and rot
From the inside out
Till they erase my head
Realization hits hard
The ones that choose to exist
A sense of killing innocence
The more I'd put myself to sleep
The closer I've got to living
The biggest
Impact
Was made
When we've hit the ground
Is the moment we failed ourselves
The greed and lust that we embraced
The ceiling that stomps our heads at night
Can't enjoy this life
We know too much
And act too little
The well will drown us all
I'll stay inside and rot
From the inside out
Till they erase my head
Realization hits hard
The ones that choose to exist
A sense of killing innocence
The more I'd put myself to sleep
The closer I've got to living
The biggest
Impact
Was made
When we've hit the ground
Credits
Writer(s): Broken Fingers
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