Songtext Better ash than dust Stick To Your Guns

Better ash than dust

The fire burns
Our faces warm from its heat
Nights like these, they make me think about the person I once was and the person I'll become
My mind turns and steps its weight upon my throat
Desperate for breath while watching me choke
If this is the end you can bet your ass I won't go out like them
These feelings
They keep pulling at me and they won't let go until I face the fact
Until I reap what I sow
Their voices, they keep calling you
They keep calling at you until they make you believe that there's nowhere to go. They'll do everything they can to drag you under but you know the truth so don't let these mother fuckers come at you
Most times the things to which we cling aren't the same things that we need
We sit and watch our dance of death as we slowly drown in this selfishness
This is the end
You're one of us
I can't go out like them
Better ash than dust
These choices
They keep following you but you can't back down
They gotta believe that there's no way out
Our voices, the last thing they'll hear as they smash down upon us
What will continue is what we allow
Most times the things to which we cling aren't the same things that we need and sometimes the things we love are the things we need to leave