Testo di Temporary

Thoughts in my head of the end that awaits me No turning away I hope and I pray for one more day When all has been said the sum equals nothing The endless debate of free will and what's fate won't solve a thing You and me are nothing more than temporary You are me, there's no wall it's all imaginary People I see so lost in the shuffle Caught up in the game they cannot escape the cage they've made Day after day we fight and we squander The more that we take the further we stray from what we need We, we are running out of time What are we all waiting for? What are we really running from?