so i find my way home again    the streets all mine another night    of searching for a truth    in our lies wasting precious time    forcing impossible of convincing myself    it'll work out tomorrow    try to follow the outline of what should come    to be only to find    i'm overcome by fatigue    an empty routine created for show    has become just another escape from the world    fabricating our mock progress    faking smiles    no one has to know the bleakness face to face    with our undying will to make it just scraping    gathering all pieces to complete    the picture still hoping for comfirmation    that this will never end respond to accusations    from my thoughts in need of answers    for where we are submerged into diluted    efforts can't manage to pull out    i've told myself    i'm not tired so far a devotion too strong