Travelers

No one is meant to suffer No one is a self made traitor You cheer for dead end solutions While spiting at your deamons What if you were me for a day Could you break the glass that squares your life Be the norm that's what they said I'd rather be No one and yet everyone Your fears and your nightmares Your prays and i don't care's Have i left the poor morn lost and alone Am i myself or a slave to my dreams Why was it so dark it'd flash beams When i sang broke and atone No one is meant to suffer No one is a self made traitor They said it's no good They told me i'm a fool To pretend for the ring They haven't see my swing Everytime i pop somewhere I cannot be but aware Of my surroundings The living & feeling The crying & killing poor things I am the point Where i tell myself That i won't achieve a thing Even tho it's within the reach of my hands And i got the whole world waiting for me (And i got the whole world waiting for me) No one is meant to suffer No one is a self made traitor What if you were me for a day Could you break the glass that squares your life Be the norm that's what they said I'd rather be Your fears and your nightmares Your prays and i don't care's I cannot be but aware Of my surroundings Living & feeling Crying & killing Poor things That swarm all over the earth We the travelers Emotions drive the walkers Pain is not the enemy anymore And as we live in soar Our fire sustains Emotions drive the walkers Pain is not the enemy anymore And as we live in soar Our fire sustains A perfect picture Fixed in my mind Guilty of holding on Kept unrotten By the tale of our journey An unsoiled path That uncovers As we walk