First day of my life
Song of the day;;
Some have to see to believe it
Others are blind yet can feel it
The flame burns thick as the wick
Dwelling darkness inside of the withering minds
Is this the part
Where we start our lives?
What a sight for the sore eyes
It's getting colder in here, it's sobering
To see them shuffle to the back of the line
While they suffer in fear
The mark what was made is so clear
Quivering thoughts now surround you
Engulfed by the tides that we undo
The ties that hold shadows at bay are bound and undone
All but the one
Here comes the part
Where we start our lives
What a sight for the sore eyes
It's getting colder in here, it's sobering
To see them shuffle to the back of the line
While they suffer in fear
The mark what was made is so clear
On the edge I stand
Preparing to go but
I feel I've already been there
What a sight for the sore eyes
(For the sore eyes)
It's colder in here, it's sobering
To see them shuffle to the back of the line
While they march in with fear
The marks what were made are so clear
So, why does nothing make us wanna try?
You're too close to look behind
Just one touch, you can change your mind
What a sight for the sore eyes
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