Текст Code Orange – Cycles (The Days Get Longer)

Nameless
This depressive disgust comes in cycles
The same conversations, the same faces
Words of worth engulfed in dirt

All of my substance lost in long winded give ins
But the days keep getting longer
We forgive each other
Forgive me
We hang onto threads that are barely breathing
Concepts of emotion plague my memories
A myriad of remnants
Affirming beliefs carved into my mind like holding stone

I am the beaten horse, I am self sufficient
I am nothing
The days get longer, we lose each other
(I am nothing)