Prosthetic Progress - Berried Alive

Look at me

Hoping for a way out

Look at me

Hoping for a way out

Look at me

I’ve been lost in the paces

Hoping for a way out

(My time is gone)

So I grab these empty cases of

What I’ve dreamed about too long

I believed

I had found my oasis

Only just to find out

(That I was wrong)

So how do I pick myself back up

Do I try to carry on?

Look at you now

Your time has melted away

Look at the price that you’re paying

Chasing the fools gold

Fools Gold

Tired and sore

Life full of regret and pain

Look at the price that you’re paying

Chasing the fools gold

Fools Gold

Look at the price that you’re paying