[Lyric] Pale Grey Weight (Satelles)

You might think that over time
Our balance should’ve been earned
But time and time again we find
Our mistakes have returned

Even if I've sworn repent
And promised, "I won't stay"
I find myself back here again
With the same old pale grey weight

How many times must we become the ones
Who knows where it ends?

How should we break this cycle?

...and so it goes, and so it goes
It's the pressurе, I suppose
No matter wherе I start to roam
It doesn't matter to me

"It doesn't matter much to me" -
I keep telling that to myself
I strengthen myself with distance
From the same old pale grey weight
How many times must we become the ones
Who knows where it ends?

How many times must we force ourselves
To say farewell to the past?

To defeat myself as my rival
To become one with the pack

To break this cycle
To shape what the future lends

Time measures nothing but itself
It heals the past to wound what the future repels

Time measures nothing but itself
It heals the past to wound what the future repels

Time measures nothing but itself