Abrasion from Stitches by To Hell With Tradition

You have struggled oh boy have you struggled and now you keep asking what for

The silent assassin that comes with impermanence has shaken you to the core

Will you keep looking for clues in this monotonous abuse that keeps you cold?

Will you be able to see that sometimes what we plead we cannot uphold?



Time is ticking you know time is ticking while you keep fading away

What never mattered eventually started to hit you everyday

You started cleaning your slate when it seemingly too late to make a change

You knew your demons would rise but still it took you by surprise how they rearranged

You have got to know



You define them and you’re out there

Let them find you, and let them strip you down

Follow markers pointing nowhere

Always smiling till you hit the ground



Grab another one go grab another one drink all your troubles away

Hear the excuses your mind introduces to get you to overstay

Now did you honestly think they wouldn’t find a way to sink their teeth into your soul?

For almost no one to see you went back down on your knees to mourn what they just stole

You have got to see



All the silent disappointments

They were peaceful with no one else around

And with every new assignment

You were careful not to make a sound



If you mark down all occasions

When you stood back and when you stood your ground

42 years of abrasion

Make you wonder why you’re still around

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