
Hope & Hell Our Hollow, Our Home
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Well could this be the end of me?
I'm the blind leading the blind slowly losing my mind
Do I rebel or fall back in line?
This is all I've ever known, am I wasting my time?
Words are spilled
Like brand new blood on the battlefield
Decay or rebuild?
Won't let this be the end of me, 'cause hope fulfills me
Give up the ghost in me, drag me down or set me free
It's getting pretty hard to tell, 'cause I'm living bеtween hope and Hell
Don't know if it's destiny, could this bе fate or fantasy?
It's getting pretty hard to tell, now I'm living between hope and Hell
Dragged back and forth through Hell, my scars are present still
Did you think that you could lead me astray? All whilst holding on for a reason to stay
Moral fibre, self-preservation forged from history
Won't let this be a dying dream, you won't take this from me
Hell becomes you
Give up the ghost in me, drag me down or set me free
It's getting pretty hard to tell, 'cause I'm living between hope and Hell
Don't know if it's destiny, could this be fate or fantasy?
It's getting pretty hard to tell, now I'm living between hope and Hell
I'm the blind leading the blind slowly losing my mind
Do I rebel or fall back in line?
This is all I've ever known, am I wasting my time?
Words are spilled
Like brand new blood on the battlefield
Decay or rebuild?
Won't let this be the end of me, 'cause hope fulfills me
Give up the ghost in me, drag me down or set me free
It's getting pretty hard to tell, 'cause I'm living bеtween hope and Hell
Don't know if it's destiny, could this bе fate or fantasy?
It's getting pretty hard to tell, now I'm living between hope and Hell
Dragged back and forth through Hell, my scars are present still
Did you think that you could lead me astray? All whilst holding on for a reason to stay
Moral fibre, self-preservation forged from history
Won't let this be a dying dream, you won't take this from me
Hell becomes you
Give up the ghost in me, drag me down or set me free
It's getting pretty hard to tell, 'cause I'm living between hope and Hell
Don't know if it's destiny, could this be fate or fantasy?
It's getting pretty hard to tell, now I'm living between hope and Hell
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