velvet covered brick

cyclical, stuck inside a never ending rhyme, but you're comfortable, just another decomposing alibis, sing yourself to sleep, count the days gone by, but outside of your walls passes real life, so here's a velvet covered brick, death comes to us all too quick, here's your chance to live, but i heard you say. "we're heading nowhere, it's not close to them, even horizons can fade, hope says she's never a saint, they're all waiting on a prayer, if we're heading nowhere", turbulence, am i causing you to think outside a cell for once, just feel comfortable, dissolving years like no one else before, and i said, lead to where you are, lead your way through this, but fear and fail has made you its captive, it's passive, so here's a velvet covered brick, death comes to us all too quick, here's your chance to love, but i heard you scream!, "we're heading nowhere, it's not close to them, even horizons can fade, hope says she's never a saint, they're all waiting on a prayer, if we're heading nowhere"