Dissolve Into Tomorrow
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It's a digital tithe
For the enemy is broke
And they never can be right
Until the wall is breached
The delicate attire
To set aside the fire
Control is waiting patiently
Dissolve into
Tomorrow with a shade of gloom
The measuring of days turned weeks
Guess I'm technically alive
Frost on my window Induced of thy winter
Lost in the simple as thoughts start to hinder
Pays to be cautious
Cut from my losses
Tossing and turning abrupt when the faucet
Offers the worst kind of cold
Like an axe to the bone
I'm in tact but I'm nauseous
Auctioning off the remains of your happiest days
To be trapped in an office
Who would've known the way we age
Has no restrictions
Bold decisions
Holding on throughout most conditions
Though I slip at times
I remind myself nothing's easy
So what's the difference?
Dissolve into
Tomorrow with a shade of gloom
The measuring of days turned weeks
Guess I'm technically alive
(One more time)
Dissolve into
Tomorrow with a shade of gloom
The measuring of days turned weeks
Guess I'm technically alive
Frost on my window produced of thy winter
Lost in the simple as thoughts start to hinder
It's a digital tithe
For the enemy is broke
And they never can be right
Until the wall is breached
The delicate attire
To set aside the fire
Control is waiting patiently
Dissolve into
Tomorrow with a shade of gloom
The measuring of days turned weeks
Guess I'm technically alive
Frost on my window Induced of thy winter
Lost in the simple as thoughts start to hinder
Pays to be cautious
Cut from my losses
Tossing and turning abrupt when the faucet
Offers the worst kind of cold
Like an axe to the bone
I'm in tact but I'm nauseous
Auctioning off the remains of your happiest days
To be trapped in an office
Who would've known the way we age
Has no restrictions
Bold decisions
Holding on throughout most conditions
Though I slip at times
I remind myself nothing's easy
So what's the difference?
Dissolve into
Tomorrow with a shade of gloom
The measuring of days turned weeks
Guess I'm technically alive
(One more time)
Dissolve into
Tomorrow with a shade of gloom
The measuring of days turned weeks
Guess I'm technically alive
Frost on my window produced of thy winter
Lost in the simple as thoughts start to hinder
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Writer(s): Christian Rossi
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