Leveled from Reincarnage by Born Low

There’s no direction I see.
Still I sit and wonder why you bother with me.
Is it your past pulling you back in?
The paper walls you put up are wearing thin.
Your road forward is a fucking circle. Down the drain, still in my sights.
Sad story, stuck on repeat.
Latching onto every person you happen to meet.
Hard times mix with stolen chances,
a good excuse for your cheap advances.
Your road forward is a fucking circle. Slipping hard, sinking fast.
Down the drain, away from me.
All I see is you slip up;
with your head in the clouds and your feet off the ground.
Why don’t you just give up? And let the world, bit by bit, weigh you down. How long before the lies taint the innocent?
You’re wrong, dead wrong. The false hope you have will push you down. Lies will always be lies.
One sure made enemy.
Now suffer from the choices that you’ve made.
Killing chances, you protect your doubt.
Find your own way out.

• Hardcore
• NYHC
• Punk
• Albany