Fading Away from Distance by Bright End

Hours turns to days,
days become months, and so years,
and I’m always struggling,
to find an aim to my life.

The feeling of being useless
strikes me down,
my efforts were never enough
to see my dreams growing up
even if I always tried my best.

The color's spectrum of my life is only grey
and everything fades away,
like shades in the fog, I can't focus that spot,
but I still refuse to close my eyes.

Am I disappearing in that fog?
Am I sinking in a glass?
How can I raise again?

Rather than sinking, I let cuddle myself,
as if that was my good night.
The comfortable border between who have nothing to lose
or everything to waste, but something to stand for.

Fortunately life has more colors that expected
and I’ll learn to indentify each one of 'em.

• Alternative
• hardcore
• melodic hardcore
• post-hardcore
• posthc
• Bassano Del Grappa