Fifteen Fleeting Exit Cronos lyrics

Can I take the time to get this off, off my chest;
not loud
You see that, in the depths of mind unwinds
this thought
So quiet we go; yet wrought

I'm not strong enough or bold enough. I'm not
strong enough to control.
I used to think that, I used to think that I was…
Euthanasia.

Quintessential little coincidence that a knife
blade slips through cracks of armory.
That alone sings songs of interchanging Rome
for Hell and gone.
Yea well, that's love.


I'm not strong enough or bold enough. I'm not
strong enough to control.
I used to think that, I used to think that I could
Euthanasia.

Time. Time will tell. Will tell you the things you
want hear but oh, be wary. Be wary. Be wary of
the shatterproof glass house.
Cause time's darker corner will light when you
least expect it. But expect it.
Time will disperse slowly.
Euthanasia.

I'm not strong enough or bold enough.
I'm not strong enough to control time.