Exit Cycle

Lost the day to two-dozen hours, deposed

Death's temptation is running wild below

Hopelessness always will serve itself

Turn a blind eye

I can't shake it, how surely it states its case and undoes mine

Every time

It's all too often unfulfilling

Baleful outlook long instilling

Exit cycles come back again

If I'm not careful, I won't run

So just carry me out to the sky, I need the sunlight

Under a false lens even your face looks so unkind

And hopelessness asserts itself, not the last time

Still can't shake it, how surely it states its case

And undoes mine

What could I see? Where could I go? I go

It's like I know nothing else

What could I see? Where could I go? I go

I just want something else

What could I see? Where could I go? I go

I just want something else

What could I see? Where could I go? I go

I just want something else

I could climb out and break free

I would open doors, and let all this off, let go

I could climb out and break free

I would open doors, and let all this off, let go

I could climb out and break free

I would open doors, and let all this off, let go

I could climb out and break free

I would open doors, let all this off, let go

I could climb out and break free

I would open doors, let go

I could climb out and break free

I would open doors, let all this off, let go