These days are ones of hellish demons; they chase us just like the morning railway
Full steam ahead, until the early evening run, on your shoulder there lay,
Unawake and fully in slumber, they toast to your regard as they emerge,
These nights are ones of hellish demons, in your mind and heart they converge

On your way or so it seems, waltzing in and out of the crowd, on your own or so it seems
Harder to raise a smile then yesterday, but easy is ignorance to all today
Question what’s your life, you’re the only one sacrificed but you don’t mind, but I’m telling you it’s wasted time, life’s never gonna be want you want it to be

Show your face in a crowded place you don’t matter at all until you’re rightfully wrong
Collect all those things you used to be check the change in you and you will see, your heavens so small and you’re running through it free, blistered cracked and bleeding on burning feet
It’s all a waste of time your heavens so small and until change it can never be how it used to be