All that we were
Has since been replaced
By empty remains
Left in desolate space
This is the end of an era
The end of a slow degeneration now
What your priorities lack is the skin off your back and the fire in your eyes
Conviction is not for the weak
I assumed that your word you could keep
But your constant regret of a life without depth has you swallowing your pride
All that we had
Discarded with haste
The remnants you left
Have degraded to waste
This is the end of an era
The end of a slow degeneration now
What your priorities lack is the skin off your back and the fire in your eyes
Conviction is not for the weak
I assumed that your word you could keep
But your constant regret of a life without depth has you swallowing your pride
And with the turn of a page
Disappointment fades from my memory
As this chapter unfolds wisdom rather than gold
Will be treasured again
This is the end of an era
The end of a slow degeneration now
What your priorities lack is the skin off your back and the fire in your eyes
Conviction is not for the weak
I assumed that your word you could keep
But your constant regret of a life without depth has you swallowing your pride
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