Build up of expectations
And it soon engulfs the best of us
Lost in its speculations
Will we ever find a way to trust
What I’ll need is a kind of patience
One that will give me the will to fight
The last voice that ends in cadence
I won’t let it be me
And it soon engulfs the best of us
Lost in its speculations
Will we ever find a way to trust
What I’ll need is a kind of patience
One that will give me the will to fight
The last voice that ends in cadence
I won’t let it be me
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