Trivium

Everytime i'm left alone
My misery begins to drown me
Tied by a rope of anxiety
Thrown overboard
As i'm pulled under the tides of this fast paced world (of this fast paced world)
I refuse to see
Time will always be (be) the thing that kills me truly (truly)
Open these eyes waking (waking) from a dream Fading (Fading)
My lungs filled up with letdown
Disappointment in self and everyone
Expectation died in failure
abandonment my unsavior
As i'm pulled under the tides of this fast paced world (of this fast paced world)
I refuse to see