These cracks hold open my insides
Find a chance to question how I
Running through the minefield
Resorting to vices set to mold my morale
Ignoring consequences that may lead to my discontent
Turning a blind eye to my mistakes
Letting patterns remain unchanged
Degradation consuming entropy
I found my place underneath the ice so cold
Mindful of first impressions
Withdrawn from ill intentions
Resorting to vices set to mold my morale
Ignoring consequences that may lead to my discontent
Disregarding a circumstance that could alter the present
Letting patterns remain unchanged
This time the source which breeds transgression and sorrow
Finally corrodes into nothing
Maybe God will give me a sign
I guess I’ll know with enough time
Watching the foundation I’ve built for myself
I can’t find my way back to her
I can’t find my way back to before
Resorting to vices set to mold my morale
Ignoring consequence that may lead to my discontent
Confronting a burden held for far too long
Letting patterns remain unchanged