On and on (K. Ståhlgren)


See a picture of a broken man he doesn’t look well at all
His eyes are blur and his colors are burst, I wonder what he did wrong
See a picture of a broken man, is that you what have you become
Time goes fast don’t expect me to belong

On and on, it goes on and on
Until you’re forced to see reality it goes on
On and on, it goes on and on
Until you face you’re own mortality it goes on

Now pictures are all I have, portraits turning blank
Refrain from an helping man and blame the circumstance
Still unfit still untrue, I resent that I’m just like you
I never used to be like you

On and on, it goes on and on
Until you’re forced to see reality it goes on
On and on, it goes on and on
Until you face you’re own mortality it goes on

Turn and look away (turn and look away)
Reality comes your way (reality comes your way)

On and on, it goes on and on
Until you’re forced to see reality it goes on
On and on, it goes on and on
Until you face you’re own mortality it goes on

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