Feast or Famine

In a dying world

it's feast or famine, breathe deep

and take your pick.

Don't act like there's an option

you'll be the one who fades quick.

Watch the sky swallow the sun

one more time

and take in the night's empty serenity.

No plan of action, no grand schemes.

No sanctuary, no hope for change.

Having tasted a better life, puts me...

At the bottom for so long,

gazing at the opening above me.

I see a hope for change, I see a hope for more.

Just sacrifice for survival.

Life is what you make it!

What you make it.

No holding back

Today I feast on this spoiled world

as the rest famine.

As the rest famine below me

as the rest

famine.