"My Endnote" lyrics

"My Endnote"

Consider this my endnote to be read when I’m gone.
I have always been looking for this,
dying for this, but It seems I've lost track.
This is everything I believed in.
This is what I'll take back.

We won’t compete.
I won’t fight for a throne that doesn’t exist.
We won’t compete.
Everything we have is lost through arrogance.
We won’t compete.
I won’t fight for a throne that doesn’t exist.
We won’t compete.
It’s only us who feel the consequence.

I choose to start today
because I’m longing for a life less plagued.
Where we both know, that if we both go,
then we leave behind an empty page.

Why would I fight a war
when I’ve lost everything I'm fighting for?
Why do you turn your head
when together we could wake the dead?

This is not beyond repair.
This is a certainty.
This is a must for me.
Because it’s not beyond repair.

We won’t compete.
I won’t fight for a throne that doesn’t exist.
We won’t compete.
Everything we have is lost through arrogance.
We won’t compete.
I won’t fight for a throne that doesn’t exist.
We won’t compete.
It’s only us who feel the consequence.

You can't break me.
I have taken the stand
and I have earned my place.
Those who breed disgrace remain faceless.

With my head held high,
I’ll give until I am gone.
You can't break me.
With my head held high,
I’ve been here all along.
You can't break me.


Writer(s): Andrew Wade, Jonathan Vigil, Aaron Brooks
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