stranger86

The things that you’re willing to do Like a great syrup in your soul’s attic You’re dreaming of tasting its sweetness But you’re afraid of doing it now Why so afraid you don’t know You don’t think about life while still living it You’re like a cliff in the strongest of winds Whatever you hate surviving through it Your duty is to give up on the things that you love And you want to please them For the little love they return But is it really enough for you? One day you start to guess the meaning of life It happens to those who have strayed from themselves So much time wasted on things that you hated Doing what’s right, not insane in their eyes But you need to go in that attic Once in your lifetime taste what it’s like And once you have tasted There’s no return back You’re sweet as these berries Sweeter than wine Your whole life uspide down Goodbye the old prisons, the walls that surround No regrets about yesterday, time’s still enough To taste the