Vicious Cycle (Part II) Lyrics

I used to love the city

I thought I'd move there one day

I thought the snow was pretty

But now I'd rather have rain

I used to speak my mind but now

I have nothing to say

And I guess that's okay

I used to love the city

I thought I'd move there one day

I thought the snow was pretty

But now I'd rather have rain

I used to speak my mind but now

I have nothing to say

And I guess that's okay

I used to love the city

I thought I'd move there one day

I thought the snow was pretty

But now I'd rather have rain

I used to speak my mind but now

I have nothing to say

And I guess that's okay

If my world stops spinning, will they notice I'm gone?

As the shadows creep, will they still carry on?

All these fleeting moments, passing by like a breeze,

Did I touch their hearts, or did I fail to please?

The roads I chose, the ones I lost along the way,

Each decision shaping me, leading me astray.

But amidst the cracks and faults, I hope they see the art,

In vulnerability and flaws, a human's beating heart.

And as I face the night, uncertainty clouds my mind,

I'll find solace in knowing, I tried to be kind.

So when the world stops spinning, and I bid farewell,

I hope they find the love in me, the stories I had to tell.

Will I be forgiven for the bridges I have burned?

For the words unspoken and the lessons left unlearned?

Regret's a heavy burden, dragging down my soul,

In the depths of darkness, trying to find my role.

I used to love the city

I thought I'd move there one day

I thought the snow was pretty

But now I'd rather have rain

I used to speak my mind but now

I have nothing to say

And I guess that's okay

I used to love the city

I thought I'd move there one day

I thought the snow was pretty

But now I'd rather have rain

I used to speak my mind but now

I have nothing to say

And I guess that's okay

In this silent hour, as the stars begin to weep,

I wish for one more chance, promises to keep.

To mend the broken bonds, and heal the wounds I've caused,

To find the strength to change and break these self-made laws.

The roads I wandered, the ones left behind,

Each turn, a story, etched in the fabric of time.

Amidst the cracks and imperfections, can they discern,

The beauty in my journey, the lessons I've learned?

There were highs, there were lows, moments of despair,

But through it all, I found strength to repair.

Scars of the past, they tell tales of pain,

But also of resilience, rising again.

Sometimes I stumble, sometimes I fall,

But I keep moving forward, standing tall.

For every trial, every tear that I've cried,

Has shaped who I am, deep down inside.

I used to love the city

I thought I'd move there one day

I thought the snow was pretty

But now I'd rather have rain

I used to speak my mind but now

I have nothing to say

And I guess that's okay

I used to love the city

I thought I'd move there one day

I thought the snow was pretty

But now I'd rather have rain

I used to speak my mind but now

I have nothing to say

And I guess that's okay

I used to love the city

I thought I'd move there one day

I thought the snow was pretty

But now I'd rather have rain

I used to speak my mind but now

I have nothing to say

And I guess that's okay