"The Time That We Burned" lyrics

"The Time That We Burned"
(feat. Florent Chenorkian)

A silent battle hidden, beneath the surfaces
Every thought a fight, every breath a threat
The shadows in my mind, suffocating my air
I'm lost in this war 1,2,3, go die!

I'm caught between two worlds, drifting away
One pulls me down down, the other keeps me awake
How do I escape this trap, this endless maze?
I'm my own enemy, but I want to break free

I'm just trying to finally find a way
Another way to go back from the start
The chains of my brain won't let me run again
Wake me up when I'm no longer falling

Echoes of my mistakes wakes me up every morning
All hope fades away, but I'm looking for a spark
Even though I'm drained, even if my reason leaves me
I won't surrender to the dark

I'm just trying to finally find a way
Another way to go back from the start
The chains of my brain won't let me run again
Wake me up when I'm no longer

The mirror shows me a ugly face
This reflection might become my fate
I scream to not lose my fuckin' way
One day you and I will break our chains

Take it!
This divine right
Take it!
For you and I
Take it!
This time that we burned
Take it
What we couldn't learn

I'm just trying to finally find a way
Another way to go back from the start
The chains of my brain won't let me run again
Wake me up when I'm no longer


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