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This is the story of the days I died
If only I had listened and swallowed my pride
I waited for the darkest of nights
To try and find my way out of this alive

I should've tried to breathe in deep with my broken lungs
Forcing this hyperpnea
I'm trading sentiment for surrogate skin again
I'm still sinking deeper into despair

We live and die on borrowed time
With paradise behind our eyes
If only we knew the distance
Between salvation and misery

This is the story of the days I died
If only you had listened and taken the time
I'd tell myself that I'll be fine
But my back breaks under the weight I carry

Losing more in life than death
We're always losing more in life than death

I should've known this was my fate
A calloused heart and an early grave
I tried to talk to god
But lost myself in the aftermath
To find the strength inside of me

We live and die on borrowed time
With paradise behind our eyes
If only we knew the distance
Between salvation and misery

You asked me if Hell was real
I said “look at the world around me”
It feels like every night I'm sipping cyanide
Just to find paradise that lives inside us all

Losing more in life than death
We're always losing more in life than death

We live and die on borrowed time
With paradise behind our eyes
If only we knew the distance
Between salvation and misery

We'll never know the price we pay
Composing our dying days
Chasing apparitions
Who are never reaching back for us

Losing more in life than death
We're always losing more in life than death