Rat Race - A Scent Like Wolves

I don’t live wanna live a lie

I’m diving into what seems like hell again

I’m still waking up in the same place, stuck in the rat race

Seeing the same old shit

Everyday is a headache, feeling my soul take hits I can’t withstand

When will the tide change for my own sake?

The pain is relentless

Can someone stop me from falling head first over the precipice

This isn’t how I wanted to be

Rejection inside, reflects what I see

Show me the path that I was meant to lead

The fire inside, it’s all that I breathe

Don’t listen to them it’s their apathy

Holding you back when I’m stuck in this misery

All I can teach you is mistakes are memories

Follow your heart again, reclaim the light I need

Now you know what it’s like to be a stranger with no home

I feel the fire, it’s coursing through my throat

Can you hear the cry my soul makes?

It’s weeping all alone

Breaking down my walls and it pulls me away

To an ocean surrounding this abysmal ache

In the end, this is hell

(This is hell)

Almost Human:

It’s how we’re engineered

Chemistry brings us safety

You can’t delete what we fear

Our vision ever-changing

Teleport to a world away

We’re leaving, retreating in a whirlwind

Every day we fucking compromise

So sick and tired of feeling that I’m not alive

My conscious blurs the line between the truth and lies

Fantasy, I want to live a life beyond the stars

Reality, always searching for an exit

I wanna see the skies of other lands

And not pretend

Please understand

Human sense, take it back

Programmed lies, system hack

All these versions of my past

Yearn for answers I don’t have

Teleport to a world away

We’re leaving, retreating in a whirlwind

I’m loosing my grip and there’s nothing to say

We’re healing, believing in our own skin

Our rebellion has no end

Rusted shells obscure

Networks of hollow core

We’re all dead and gone

(We're dead and gone)

Teleport to a world away

We’re leaving, retreating in a whirlwind

I’m loosing my grip and there’s nothing to say

We’re healing, believing in our own skin

We’re all dead and gone