No Way Out

Dead end roads consume us.

Everything will fall apart in time.

An inevitable halt to our goals and ambitions

in the wake of realization

is the only resolution

to headstrong determination.

So let's throw it all away,

everything that gave us hope

of a life filled with nothing more

than a song and friends and the open road.

So let's forget the past,

every word that once convinced

you and I we were onto something special

and could make it last.

There's no way out this time,

no prayer or hope that you and I

can scream from the top of out lungs,

"Please fill this void inside..."

There's no way out this time,

life came and ripped the stars from our eyes.

So let's bow down in the presence of this new found revelation.

Dead end roads consume us,

we're all spiraling to our own demise.

Every journey has a fearful end

so we might as well embrace it.

So let's take our hearts

and kick them to the fucking curb.

As we get older they serve no purpose

but to lead us in nostalgic circles.

So let's all face the fact:

in reality we'll all trapped

in this cruel design that some call life

that we have yet to live.