Cycles - Intellectual

I'll watch you fade away

Time and time again

And nothing I did

Made a difference

I run against every wall within reach

With bleeding hands, I paint it red

It doesn't matter how hard I try

The same pattern always comes around

And stays the same

You can see it as a curse

A broken record or a set of rules

But the pain goes on

The pain goes on (over and over again)

I've become something that I'm not

Afraid of what the future holds

And too afraid to ask

The cycle repeats, I've become something that I'm not

Afraid of what the future holds

And too afraid to ask

The cycle repeats (The cycle repeats)

The morning comes

The scars will heal

You're not alone

(You'll never be)

I watched you fade