Eight years of my life
Dedicated (dedicated)
Eight years of my life
Desolated (desolated)
Where dreams are buried and hope goes to die
You'll find me trying to bring this dead horse back to life
If I give up on all I wanted
Will you still look me in the eye?
It's not worth the risk
Was my dream worthless? Did I not hope hard enough?
'Cause this life's not the one I conjured up
Grieve my former self and the years I lost
Try to dig myself out, the fallacy of sunken cost
Eight years of my life
Eight years of my life
Your belief, my youth
Your vision, my truth
Your belief, my youth
I can't undo
Was my dream worthless? Did I not hope hard enough?
'Cause this life's not the one I conjured up
Grieve my former self and the years I lost
Try to dig myself out, the fallacy of sunken cost
It's not worth it, didn't hope hard enough
'Cause this life's not the one I conjured up
Grieve my former self and the years I lost
Try to dig myself out, the fallacy of sunken cost
Eight years of my life
Eight years of my life
Dedicated
Desolated
Withered me, never bloomed
Withered life, dead for
Withered me, never bloomed
Withered life, dead for you
Dead for you, never bloomed
