Postmaster - One Last Thing

intentional dilema tearing you apart again

keep running from it all just to say

'impossible, impossible'

but it happens anyway

i can see the broken expression on your face

another day with a broken heart

too late to touch what you’ve been dreaming of the picture you paint for everyone

forget what’s real (you can undo anything)

fade with the taste of freedom; forfeit

undo it all / see through what’s been fed to you

doubt the stars are fire

don’t doubt you’ll get played

we all run but do you to or do you from

these questions end-driven when you can’t breathe