Muerte - Claremont Lyrics

To whom it may concern
My past has molded me into someone I'd never expect to be
Getting past my insecurities has always been my insecurity
To a world that judges, to friends and family that care about nothing

I'm finally doing something

We always feel as if it's the other person who tears the pages of the book
You took the most time to write
The only thing you can hope for, is for that person to look back on that story
And will remember all that you were
Clinging on the false hope we have
Everyone re-reads a good book if it's good enough right?

To whom it may concern
This goes out to the kids who watched their lives go to fucking shit
The ones who are sick and tired of feeling like this
This constant illusion has proven to justify my conclusion

I'm tired of always losing

I watched the wall collide with my fist
Mostly over problems I know I should fix
I'm sick and tired of feeling like this
Sick and tired of feeling like this

I don't expect good days
I go with the flow
I'm more comfortable on my own but tired of being alone

I don't expect good days
I go with the flow
I'm comfortable on my own but tired of being alone (being alone)

Still young and so much life ahead
Though it feels like I hit another dead end
I miss how things were
I'll take this as a lesson
Hopefully I'll learn from it

Still young and so much life ahead
Though it feels like I hit another dead end
I miss how things were
I'll take this as a lesson
Hopefully I'll learn from it

Certain things come to an end
My life won't be one of them

Certain things come to an end
My life won't be one of them