Bitter Prophecy - Vaudeville

Wasting away these schemes of broken ties in this old scene

Your my dissolving dream

a bitter prophecy

Carry on Pull me through

Nothing left for me to lose

Thoughts of my failure wake

These shot down eyes

won’t sing astray

Soon you will scream the same

There’s no way out

There is no way

Carry on pull me through

Nothing left for me to lose