Forth/Here Lyrics

A new page, a new day
Drained, down to my last eyes
But it still doesn't go away
(What am I doing here?)
But it still doesn't go away
(Who am I pleasing here?)
Tortured souls from day one
If this world is right then I'm his b****** son
Tortured souls from day one
If this world is right then I'm his b****** son

Pull out my lungs look behind my eyes
Searching for something to fill the void

Searching for something inside of me
Separating from what's outside of me
Hoping that one of these days
I'll find out how to feel that way
Tortured souls from day one
If this world is right then I'm his b****** son
Tortured souls from day one
If this world is right then I'm his b****** son

And this is everything
It's not meant to be
Growing up is getting old to me
And this is everything
It's not meant to be
Growing up is getting old to me
And this is everything
It's not meant to be
Growing up is getting old to me
And this is everything
It's not meant to be
Growing up is getting old to me
What use is time with no motivation?
What use is life with no inspiration?
Is death the only thing that drives us on?
This growing up is getting older, and older, and older
What use is time with no motivation?
What use is life with no inspiration?
Is death the only thing that drives us on?
This growing up is getting older, and older, and older