Recall

When every step you’ve made is now to lose its print

When every breath you take is choking your own throat

You’re losing needs, forgetting thoughts

And getting creep for what you have belongs

When every night you sleep without a single dream

When every thought you have is now about the end

The waste of love and self-esteem

Are slipping through your fingers like a sand

When every move you make is now to look like spasm

When every bond you brake is followed by the bill

The lost sarcasm and urge to kill

What are the chances you’ll keep your will

Would you keep your will,

When the bad times roll?

Wether mind or soul

Would they have recalls?

Would you keep your will,

When the bad times roll?

Wether mind or soul

Would they have recalls?

Since you've been gone I’ve been totally deaf

The only relief was a bullet in a head

All of the crap that I’ve meant or I’ve said

Had the purpose instead,

Every trace that I’ve left has forgotten its step

And all of my thoughts are expressing regrets

And all those regrets are dropping me dead

When every step you’ve made is now to lose its print

When every breath you take is choking your own throat

You’re losing needs, forgetting dreams

And getting creep for what you have to will

Would you keep your will,

When the bad times roll?

Wether mind or soul

Would they have recalls?

Would you keep your will,

When the bad times roll?

Wether mind or soul

Would they have recalls?