Iron Chic - Bogus Journey lyrics

It's all a matter of entropy While I break apart entirely What ever might be left of me Might mean something to someone Now I'm all out of energy My mouth can't be coaxed to speak When you've f**ed up at everything You start thinking that's how it should be Of all the possibilities In infinite realities This one eventuality is something that we share Across a hundred million miles of space The right time and the perfect place A burning hot piece of fate Has struck my chest and left me breathless A tiny part of an endless place So much space It takes all of us just to hold it up A tiny mark on an endless page We leave our names and the rest just turns to dust Now we're trapped in an endless maze A tiny part So much space A tiny mark Where we left our names An endless pace It takes everyone Just to hold it up Who'll find what's left of us?