killing a sound

Carry On

it's been so long since i've felt hope
i've got to tell myself
there is more to these hollow shells
the consequence is too far fetched
but i've seen it through my crying eyes
there's no sadder noise than that of nothing
we keep on trying to pull it through
there blackened days...when there's nothing left
wasting time and i can't decide...
things are fucked up in my mind
pushing back the way it used to be
my mind is shut, i want to push it away
it's just another wasted day, i'm giving up
i just don't give a fuck, because nothing's the same