10/13/16-10/14/16
It's midnight now I'm wondering how
I survived the days of yesterday As it begins to replayIn the back of my mindAs I am trying to find myself againSo the whispers begin once againAs they say that your life dependsOn whether or not that time can be stoppedAs the days replay againSo tell me or not my life has a plot but I've became lost againSitting on black leaning backOn the weight that lies on my shouldersDown on my knees as I'm getting colderLetting the chains freeze and then I can break freeFrom everything I have carried and that I have buried from years and years agoSo the whispers begin once again As they say that your life depends On whether or not that time can be stopped As the days replay again So tell me or not my life has a plot but I've became lost again
Now I am laying down letting the flurrying thoughts goFrom everything I bought was just a thought of memories I was jotting down I don't have a pen but I have a phone In which in all its own Held the memories of todaySo the whispers begin once again As they say that your life depends On whether or not that time can be stopped As the days replay again So tell me or not my life has a plot but I've became lost again
