Never-Ending Web - Backtrack

Ripped out the blade from my fucking back — won’t steal my dreams from me

You’re telling me my path’s bleak — struggle to see their means

Never ending web

The days are dark but I’m fighting to escape

Never ending web

I’m drawing lines between the real and fake

Ripped out the blade from my fucking back — won’t steal my dreams from me

I fought the tide now I walk my line — tell me I’m out of reach

I’m drawing lines between the real and fake

Never ending web

They days are dark but I’m fighting to escape

Never ending web

I’m drawing lines between the real and fake

You’re telling me that I’m holding on to dead dreams

But I’ll hold on till my hands bleed

Holding on to dead dreams