The Exit - Nyves

Time won’t hold the hands for us

Vacant hearts begin to rust

I want out

I won’t tell

I want everything around me to be still

Still alive

I want in

I can’t tell

I want something to divide me from myself

Lost my way

When I try to find the exit here

A thousand calling doors will come to light

Lost my way

When I try to find the exit here

A thousand calling doors will come to light

Take me to the last ascent

Save my breath until the end

I want this

I won’t lie

I want nothing to restrain me when I die

Die again

I don’t know

I’ve been told

There is something to divide us

From this cold

Lost my way

A thousand calling doors will come to light

If we don’t find our out

Then where will we become

If we don’t find our out

Then where will we become

Lost my way

When I try to find the exit here

A thousand calling doors will come to light

Lost my way

When I try to find the exit here

A thousand calling doors will come to light