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Cyclical, stuck inside a never ending rhyme But you're comfortable, just another decomposing alibis Sing yourself to sleep, count the days gone by But outside of your walls passes real life So here's a velvet covered brick, death comes to us all too quick Here's your chance to live, but I heard you say.... "We're heading nowhere It's not close to them Even horizons can fade Hope says she's never a saint they're all waiting on a prayer If we're heading nowhere" Turbulence, am I causing you to think outside a cell for once Just feel comfortable, dissolving years like no one else before And I said, lead to where you are, lead your way through this But fear and fail has made you its captive, it's passive So here's a velvet covered brick, death comes to us all too quick Here's your chance to love, but I heard you scream! "We're heading nowhere It's not close to them Even horizons can fade Hope says she's never a saint they're all waiting on a prayer If we're heading nowhere" From Letras Mania