An Autobiography

Living in recession.



It isolates the time that's past by.



And it feels so long.



I reach for that line I can't hold on, I can't hold on...



I can't see what lies beneath the words.



Where have I been? Where have I been?



Between what rests in my soul and what's given.



It will never... it will never weigh the truth.



I WONT GIVE UP THIS IS NOT WHERE I STOP.



THE TRUTH IT LIES AND THERE IS FAITH BEHIND THE FRAMES.



I have a lot riding on this.



And I can't afford to give up now.



The scene's repeating.



I WONT GIVE UP.



I'VE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT THERE IS NO ESCAPING. 



And I told you once,

And ill tell you again,

Secrets are kept

By your end

And i told you once,

And ill told you this



When we survive,

We only pretend x2



This is the golden rule,

Keep what you have.

Cuz its all we have left. x4