Instruments – Electric Guitar, Drums and Bass Guitar

Every moment I stop, they get closer,

Every breath I breathe, becomes colder,

 

Yeah,

You don’t know what I’m going through,

Nor do I,

To be honest,

I can’t really explain to you,

Without getting my,

Words in a twist.

 

Sudden palpatations,

Cause hesitation,

Make me cry.

I keep gettin’ nightmares,

I can’t sleep,

But I try,

 

Every moment I stop, they get closer,

Every breath I breathe, becomes colder,

Every second of waiting, becomes harder,

I’ve reached the end of the world, can’t go farther!

Sick of fighting alone, I might just catch flak,

Sick of all the fear, I need to fight back,

Sick of all the hate, I need some love, no,

Noone’s here, except the echoes…

In my head,

Na na na na na,

In my head.

 

Woah,

I wake up every morning,

Feelin’ like,

I’m all alone,

Even if I’m surrounded,

By people I,

Have always known.

 

The social stigma,

The insomnia,

And all the guilt,

Wanna be isolated,

So frustrated,

Wishin’ I was killed.

 

Every moment I stop, they get closer,

Every breath I breathe, becomes colder,

Every second of waiting, becomes harder,

I’ve reached the end of the world, can’t go farther!

I wanna be freed, freed from the pain,

Save me from, the villains in my brain,

Sick of all the hate, I need some love, no,

Noone’s here, except the echoes…

In my head,

Na na na na na,

In my head,

Na na na na na,

In my head,

Na na na na na.

It’s like I’m dead,

There’s nothing left to find,

Inside,

My mind,

Except,

The echoes in my head.

I feel like, (the echoes, noone knows)

Someone’s out to get me,

Feel like, (the echoes, noone knows)

I’m in danger, constantly,

Feel shy, (the echoes, noone knows)

Cause of the toxic masculinity,

What the hell, (the echoes, noone knows)

Happened to humanity?

When did, (the echoes, noone knows)

We all become enemies?

I can’t even, (the echoes, noone knows)

Address my insecurities,

Without, (the echoes, noone knows)

The fear of someone judging me,

Yeah, it’s breaking our unity. (no)

Every moment I stop, they get closer,

Every breath I breathe, becomes colder,

Every second of waiting, becomes harder,

I’ve reached the end of the world, can’t go farther!

I wanna be freed, freed from the pain,

So I picked up a gun, pointed it at my brain,

*gun shot*, all I see is red,

All I hear are, the echoes in my head.

(the echoes, noone knows)

(the echoes, noone knows)

(the echoes, noone knows)

(the echoes…)

-EPSILON NAUGHT