End Trails by The Trap Happy Swindlers

There's no turning back in any way, grab hold of this moment. Seize the day. As i'm looking back, on all of this, dwelling on the facts I wish I can Forget.
This pain, Brings me to my knees. I see, The angels of my dreams, I feel, The echoes of my screams. My soul, is running in the trees. I can hear them, I don't feel them. Hope is ever crushed by fate, let it go manifesting in hate.
The first time I looked into your eyes I saw an empty sky. My fingers crossed will you come with me? At the edge of the earth staring into space. And in that moment it drowns out the world and in that moment. I see the end trails.

• Acoustic
• Emo
• Folk Punk
• Hardcore
• Punk
• New York