Out of chapters

Why is my life like missing the last train?

Back and forth, a pendulum swings pain

Insides are freezing, blood gets colder

Must've been shaped in a defect molder

Wandered astray around to find the blame

Searched my entire life, ended up the same

Ran in circles with no answers, back at me

Couldn't find a scapegoat, so it had to be

Things I love seems too shady right now

Try to ignore it, but doesn't work anyhow

Spare the funeral, think I'm already dead

The light switch been off long in my head

I ignored every danger sign, kept walking

Pain just bouldered in without knocking

Rehearsed to memorize the same phrase

So that I can say it convincing any days

I watch life fly by, I feel damn paralyzed

A little girl is sobbing, still trapped inside

Never believed in the happy ever after's

Who knows when I run out of chapters?