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A pushed patience
Will finally take its toll
Burn away lost hours
Burn another hole
[Burn another hole, burn another hole...]
Follow trails of fingertips
Live through your breath
Leaving you will be like
The burden of death
CHORUS
Do we turn to logic or
Follow love blindly
Release all we instilled or
Let it guide us to the end
It's coming back to haunt us
All the things we fought
Words fall from your lips
But never from my thoughts
Let the numbered days lead
Live through your breath
Leaving you will be like
The burden of death
CHORUS
We'll live in this moment
These days will fade through
As we're forced to watch the time
Fade away, fade away on you
In this hole we taste the scars
We waste the end like dying stars
In this hole we taste the scars
We waste--
CHORUS