Truce (Lyrics)

TRUCE

When I walk, down the street, I’m alone.

Then I wake, from my sleep, back at home.

Accompanied by courage on my hip,

In a pocket, full of fire, that I sip.

 

I can see resistance is no use,

But I don’t know why you don’t call a truce.

 

Headphones, hold the music, close to me.

Soundtrack, of the spiral, I could never see.

Wandering for ages, out of my way.

Until the pockets empty, or the song won’t play.

 

I can see resistance is no use,

But I don’t know why you don’t call a truce.

 

Dreaming, of the greatness, I’ll portray,

When I finally, end the great mess, I display.

Scratching, at the surface, of a life.

It’s a bubble, and I will burst this, and arrive.

 

I can see resistance is no use,

But I don’t know why you don’t call a truce.

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