Catacombs - Respire

I wanted more from life

Than failed beginnings

I wanted you to know

I never stopped trying

I wanted more from this

Than hollow reflections

I wanted you to see

That things could get better

I stumble and fall

Afraid of the call

I’m on my last straw

Afraid to withdraw

For all the pain I caused you, I’m sorry.

I’m sorry

For all the things that I said, I meant them.

I meant them

The addict falls on his own words

The drugs destroy everything he loves

The streets are littered with the dead

These catacombs we call home

It’s time to move out