How long will i walk along
asking the questions that i condone?
it's alright, i don't relate
all of life's problems, undecided fate
It's always the wicked ones
who run in the wardrobe before the games begun
i can't quite understand
all of the answers of our dying men
It's ok, provided we straggle on
it's ok, these battle scars linger on
Can we always complicate
all of life's problems, an open debate?
i swallow my soul and pride
i choked on the demons that i'm keeping inside
How long will my journey take
across all it's hills and it's life i escape?
i walk through, but not too far
taking with me my battle scars
It's ok, provided we straggle on
it's ok, these battle scars linger on