Woe, Is Me

Leave me here, biting my nails, breaking my stride,
I put my faith into your desolate life
Happen so fast that I won't be afraid I won't be afraid
Three years blessed, I gave it my best, it's time to put it all to rest
Your present is my past
Through my eyes, I've seen nothing but time, forty four thousand lies
Straight from your putrid mind
High tides drag you through the decades of nights,
at anguish cause you'll never know
Why, loved ones who turn out your lights, seem like they care
I am an island, and you're the tides that pull at my feet,