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Composing lies upon the truth feeding on my sorrow and pain

This world I see through my troubled eyes yet still can I believe

Pushing hard to find myself slowly I'm torn from within

A sigh of relief or a twisted thought only to be deceived

Subtle Thoughts of self-destruction

yet still can I believe

Will there ever be a tomorrow

On this path that lies in front of me

It's a way of life

As a cloud of doubts fills my mind caged in this prison of flesh

The walls are padded with denial as the red sea flows through my veins

Winds change the direction of time life slowly pushed away

Unbalancing mankind memories fade as I'm left to die

Subtle Thoughts of self-destruction

yet still can I believe

Will there ever be a tomorrow

It's a way of life for me

Do I deny what's going on, I can see the things I can't

Do I reply when something's wrong, just give me one more chance

May I ask just one more lie or is it just another sin

Imagination's run to wild don't think I can let me in

It's a way of life, whoa yeah

Oh no, it's just a way of life

Subtle Thoughts of self-destruction

yet still can I believe

Will there ever be a tomorrow

It's a way of life for me

Do I deny what's going on, I can see the things I can't

Do I reply when something's wrong, just give me one more chance

May I ask just one more lie or is it just another sin

Imagination's run to wild don't think I can let me in

Can I hear me

Can I touch me

Can I see me

Can I read my mind

It's a way of life