Mandela

[00:19.03] Complacency and routine have never gone hand and hand with me,

[00:26.21] That’s why it kills me to see you grasping on to dependency.

[00:37.98] Holding on to what on to what keeps you high,

[00:41.70] You let go of your true self inside.

[00:45.41] Like a leech you’ll leave

[00:49.13] Only when veins are emptied.

[00:53.12] You’ve wasted every second chance,

[00:57.10] This song’s my final backwards glance.

[01:01.09] I didn’t think I’d have to say goodbye,

[01:04.81] but you’ve bled me dry one too many times.

[01:08.79] The dream I thought we once shared is burning before us both,

[01:16.49] Yet I feel like I’m the only one choking on the smoke

[01:41.50] Your grace period was over the moment you clipped your wings.

[01:48.67] Shreds of Bloodied feathers cover the floor.

[01:52.66] I don’t recognize you anymore.