Searching The Sound


Cant you hear that chaos is near?
It'll point the way and choose the day
Traveling down, traveling down,
Through the sound
But the fire's not around
But the fire's not around

So I sit unlit;
Trying to find my spirit

Oh I really just don't know

All my friends and I
Why do we have to die?
Maybe I should ask that big old ball in the sky;
What a worthless cry

Try try try
I cannot die
I cannot die







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