My hand full of cards
Wondering which one will get me out of here
Feeling out the end before its near
And I was born in the fog
A timeline in disguise
My eyes full of lies
Disappearing pictures in my mind
That give me signs
Signs that point towards another hopeless try
And I was born in the fog
A timeline in disguise
Parades and parades that celebrate
The start of new nothing
And I wonder why
I can't ever see a face
Love dies after reality takes place