Two hundred late, I sit and stand

As the night blossoms in

I wake, surrounded by silence

I let them in again

Two hundred late, a mess surrounds

Myself, unable to rest again

I wake, greeted by silence

I let them in again

No matter where I sleep

No matter where I am

They will find me

And I will let them in

Cause this is what I am

Leftovers of a man

They'll find me

And I will let them win

Letting fear go past my head

Has proven me wrong

Generosity got the best of me

You’ve split your tongue

Lost in space, no ground to stand on

It’s time, I’m letting go

8 to 2 still feels like eternity

Cause I am not what I was

Ambition left me hauled

To beat a lifeless soul

And drag him through the halls

Memories through thick and thin

Resemblance to the end

Yet you won’t find me

And I will let them win

Letting fear go past my head

Has proven me wrong

Generosity got the best of me

You’ve split your tongue

Lost in space, no ground to stand on

It’s time, I’m letting go

8 to 2 still feels like eternity

Letting fear go past my head

Has proven me wrong

Generosity got the best of me

You’ve split your tongue

Lost in space, no ground to stand on

It’s time, I’m letting go

8 to 2 still feels like eternity

Two hundred late, I sit and stand

As the night blossoms in

I wake, surrounded by silence

I let them in again