Survival
Months, years, decades go by
And this truth I cannot deny
My foggy gruesome existence
Is an unbearable pestilence
I wish I had the ability to cry
If only I could simply... die
This eternity is empty and grey
It's useless to remain and to stay
I am not dead and I'm not alive
Simply programmed to survive
Cannot submit myself to the sun
I know the pain of its burn
Travelling through different lands
Buried by timeless sands
I always feel so cold
My spirit is growing old
And this truth I cannot deny
My foggy gruesome existence
Is an unbearable pestilence
I wish I had the ability to cry
If only I could simply... die
This eternity is empty and grey
It's useless to remain and to stay
I am not dead and I'm not alive
Simply programmed to survive
Cannot submit myself to the sun
I know the pain of its burn
Travelling through different lands
Buried by timeless sands
I always feel so cold
My spirit is growing old
Credits
Writer(s): Harry Mason, Scott Hobbs, Sarah Stanford
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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