Trials from Trials & Air by Vamp Oscura

Woke up, alone in bed,
thoughts racin' through my head,
make me want to go to sleep again.

But I've got people to meet,
Got to hit the street.
It's not time to concede
defeat.

T.V. says it's all good.
Pop a pill, and change your mood.
Quite a jaunt to look so gaunt.
Take a walk around the block.

And my trials they haunt me.
And time, it taunts me.
I've been my only jury.
And I've never once been guilty.

But it's a game I'll never win.
And it's a game that'll start again.
'cause everything's a sin,
To be alive,
It's a sin to be alive.

How'd I end up this way, you say:
born again every day?
Well I'm not quite sure.

And I never told you how sorry I am.
'bout my old friend: the one that likes to pretend to
pretend that this is the end,

And I will never let it go, the thoughts about you and me and the way it oughta be!

So I'll wait for my fate to set me free!

But for now I stand trial for awhile.
So until then...Cry on Missy.

And my trials they haunt me.
And time, it taunts me.
I've been my only jury.
And I've never once been guilty.

But it's a game I'll never win.
And it's a game that'll start again.
'cause everything's a sin,
To be alive,
It's a sin (just) to be alive.

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