Chasing Angels

We've been at it so long it's like I can't get a minute

Broken records are broke, But you'll be stuck on this feeling

I can, pinpoint where the needle started, it's like, I'd lost sight of how hard I had fallen

I just wish I'd get some peace of mind and get returned to me all that is rightfully mine

You see, it's the effort and determination that produce the feelings of a new creation

Run away from the dark, hide from your shadow

Be reminded from scars, to avoid the battle

You just going until you lose consciousness,

You see to bottom of the pit and it's bottomless

And your whole imagination is designing tricks

To pull you down the gutter of this metropolis