Paroles: Carrier (The). Blind To What Is Right. Downstream.

I heard the same story today of a man who fell in love with hate And combined with the addictions that he faced, he began to lose himself and change It's so easy to fall into a trap, a vicious cycle of good friends that can never give back Always there to help you when you need to escape, never help with healing, but just to numb the pain Barely giving you any mental state, removing you from this world you hate And you always say, I see no future, I have no home, there is no point in going on These scars dig deeper into my soul, I'm trying not to let go How many more false words can you speak? How much more suffering can you inflict? And when the people ask what you did, I'll lie to them and tell them of all the good you did In the shadows resides all your hopes and dreams that you threw away, all for nothing And the light from the night sky shows all the horrible things you did while we slept Downstream is where your body will float until it sinks, dragged down by all the sins that you keep Holding onto memories of someone I'll never know, trying to let go, of all that remained when you selfishly left this world Being so close to what haunts his soul Facing the same destiny, my story is untold