The Light

The Light

I cut my trees, can't see why they're nothing
I bring them down, makes me feel like something
I'm running blind
Can't see the light
This is my ending - in shattered windows

I see no lights
Am I already turning stone?
My life's a mess
I'm dying, but I can't feel them

All my rules
I carved into stone
Died, that day

I see no lights
Am I already turning stone?
My life's a mess
I'm dying, but I can't feel them

Bring us down
Then feel the light

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