Indecisive Peach

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The faces all around me they don’t smile they just crack
Waiting for our ship to come but our ship’s not coming back
We do our time like pennies in a jar
What are we saving for
What are we saving for  

There’s a smell of stale fear that’s reeking from our skins.
The drinking never stops because the drink absolve our sins
We sit and throw our roots into the floor
What are we waiting for
What are we waiting for

So give me something to believe
Cause I am living just to breathe
And I need something more
To keep on breathing for
So give me something to believe

-The Bravery, “Believe”