Binance

Transitions (Silence The Messenger)

A long hard road lies before me, but I can't see the end. The road to recovery is paved with broken glass but I must walk it home. The footprints that I've left lead to a broken past. I'm at the end of the rope been given but it is all that I have. This is the face you forgot to remember. A lesson learned in carelessness. And as a result, we must live with the choices you made. Now I'm buried in shades of grey. Now I have been leaving a blood trail, And I'll let the dogs hunt me down. So this is it, I stand here with nothing left to lose. Who would've thought this ran so deep? This web I weave is filled with contradiction. I'm buried in shades of grey. Shades of grey... This is a lesson that we've learned from being careless. So won't you riddle me this: Oh, God, God when does it end? When? How does it feel to be a piece in my puzzle that should not even exist? I still reach out for an answer, any sign of hope. I know that I'm coming back empty-handed. I know that I'm coming back empty-handed. Now you will see everything I've done is for nothing, but I will leave a blood trail. Let the dogs hunt me down... hunt me down... This isn't dead. This isn't over yet. No...