The words stain my tongue, oh what have i done?
Written by those fingers, like pens
And with this diminished resolve
Written by those fingers, like pens
Silhouette foot prints trail behind leading to where i stand, staring at this magnificent before me. My feet drowned in frigid grass and my shoes by a work bench. I am the architect of my own demise
This is my choice, this is my home
And this is the end
This is my life, this is my home, this i my choice
And this is my place
What have i done? Left on my own
Left with nothing, except my new home
And I’ll sink away, never seen again, I’ve come to the end, I’ve come to the end
I built this castle for myself, so i may always dwell in it. Left with my agony and defeat. But with no regrets, like a beating from a stick
For i built this castle brick by brick
Brick by brick, I built this castle brick by brick
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