Ignite - 50 & A Month Lyrics
in my time of dying all i've grown to beenglish can't define these feelingsi keep waitingthere's a strange time called trying that's vague like usi can always try harder which means i never try enoughmy mind is always cryingconcentration, saturationan aquaintance is so naiveor just a blind soulfifty and a monthis so long for someunderstanding becomes my snairthe harder i struggle, the more confined i becomedoes quanity stop at emptydoes quanity stop with youfifty and a monthis just a blink for mefifty and a month