Conscience Wreckage Lyrics

July the second, 3 a.m.

Driving back home, a path i've never taken

Few lights, no friendly voice was sitting next to me

I was thinking 'bout tomorrow

When he got in the way

A hard thud and a swerve

Then I was alone

While the fire burned around

I strived to hold my mind clear

Although I was numb I could feel the end coming

The street has got rid of my innocent soul

That vision won't be ripped

Off of my very eyes

Forever struggling with

That burden's despair

And no one's been there too

My conscience can't be cleaned

Everytime that I close my eyes

I drown into that night

Sick and tired I just want to escape from

The pain that treads on me

And squashes my sick heart

To tear up the past would be

The only solution to be at peace

That vision won't be ripped

Off of my very eyes

Forever struggling with

That burden's despair

And no one's been there too

My conscience can't be cleaned

Everytime that I close my eyes