#apolxcore

In a town of monochrome lifestyles By myself, I walked the streets Headed for someplace the sun’s rays never fell What was it I hoped to find?

A distant voice calls out. Did you hear it? It brought some great news to us And the town began to cheer in joy The rebellion is over at last! 

In a town of bright red lifestyles By myself, I walked the streets Headed for someplace that hope’s light never shined What was it I hoped to find? The sky was gray, and from its underside I wished impossible things “This world that’s dying every day, I hope someone will save.”

Are you waiting for the right time? Are you going to change your mind? ‘Cause I’m tired I’m thinking back to All the people I love that I left behind 

Then you finally try to let go Break away from all that you know But you’ve lost the chance to say so (3,2,1, go!) 

This thought is echoing around inside my head “I’m sure that you can make my life one worth living in” The only cage I’m in is the one I’ve made, and The clock ticks on in our Neapolitan

While lonely souls composed sad Symphonies in my head I clenched my fists so hard it pained me Until my blood had dripped to the ground Looking at a black and starless sky, I cursed at everything “This world that’s dying every day, I’ll send it up in flames.”

Are you waiting for the right time? Are you going to change your mind? ‘Cause I’m tired I’m thinking back to All the people I love that I left behind

Then you finally try to let go Break away from all that you know But you’ve lost the chance to say so (3,2,1, go!)

This thought is echoing around inside my head “I’m sure that you can make my life one worth living in” The only cage I’m in is the one I’ve made, and The clock ticks on in our Neapolitan 

And now you see it’s only black and white The colors bleeding from your eyes Then through the clouds you see a shining light It’s calling out for your demise

Chorus (x2)

This thought is echoing around inside my head “I’m sure that you can make my life one worth living in” The only cage I’m in is the one I’ve made, and The clock ticks on in our Neapolitan

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