Tragedy and Triumph Myrsa Lyrics

Oh sweet irony, release my grasp
my hands are tired
and they cannot last
perseverance pulls hard than it seems
you can't hold onto me to me
while you say those things

It's not the same, it's not the same, it's not the same as yesterday

Your eyes are pearls, drowning in the gutter
infested with the grime
slowly they're disabled and washing back our time
the city seems so distant, the smog seems so clear

It's not the same, it's not the same, it's not the same as yesterday

Counting, I'm swept away

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