At War With What Is Called My Mind

accoustic, raw, may be a bit too emotional and flawed, instrumental, melancholic, introspective, and creeping, sad, depressive, punk ballad rhythm driven, cracking raspy vocals, eerie

[v1] The road seemed nice, so broad and smooth perfectly fine for someone aloof the steps pounds quiet on the surface black the choice was made - no turning back... [pc] The pace is slow, the sky is clear there's no anxiety, there is no fear. [ch] step by step, journey goes on and on and on. Meter by meter, the distance grows how far am i away from home....? how far [v2] The road changed narrow from vast The sky darkening, clouds on it amassed the steps now heavier, avoiding the cracked black the choice was made - no turning back... [pc] The pace is slow, the sky not clear something is off, something not right in here. [ch] step by step, journey goes on and on and on. Meter by meter, the distance grows how far am i away from home....? how far [v3] The road is now a one no one should take what was so pleasant - all that was faked feet are sticking into a tarry black the choice was made - no turning back... [pc] The pace was slow, the sky not clear The road was fake, i am stuck in here. [ch] step by step, journey goes on and on and on. Meter by meter, the distance grows how far am i away from home....? how far [b] The dead end wall i see from afar I walk so slow, in a swamp of tar Beneath my feet are cracks and holes ...the choice was wrong, it takes the toll... exhaustion clawing on my face... there is no glitter, there's not grace [ch] step by step, journey comes to an end. It's not something i can comprehend I stand before the wall alone how far am i away from home....?

0/500