[Eternal]

Let's write the songs that they want
I thought they'd love us but
They don't.

You were with us but you left these thoughts in your head
Were not who were supposed to be,
With all the symptoms
Of the sickness we have seen
Are you better off leaving?

Tough words held behind my teeth
Pleading that they'd be set free
But they're empty
That's what some always will want
A game on who's best with their tongues
That are faceless and groundless

With every song that you sing
It's yours to the heart,
And when you fly, you'll fall
Then a new one will start.
My eyes burn with hope
That you hear what you say.
If this was just for today
Then we never could care

The truth is that when
You can see past yourself
Your song is the same
As everyone else

You're better off leaving.