It's all but one step closer to oblivion
The clock is ever ticking towards oblivion
Oblivion
Being pulled towards the unknown
No loophole in its rope
If we reap what we have sown
Are stitches how we cope
Self indulgence took up my time
Self destruction splintered my mind
Self reflection made me realize
Realize
It's all but one step closer to oblivion
The clock is ever ticking towards oblivion
Oblivion
If to dust we shall return
Are souls less than the dirt
Why should anything concern
This soon to be desert
Maybe this is all a memory
Maybe this is all sensory
Maybe we're bent towards entropy
Maybe
Maybe
It's all but one step closer to oblivion
The clock is ever ticking towards oblivion
Oblivion
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Merlinsyoshi - Oblivion Lyrics
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It's all but one step closer to oblivion
The clock is ever ticking towards oblivion
Oblivion
Being pulled towards the unknown
No loophole in its rope
If we reap what we have sown
Are stitches how we cope
Self indulgence took up my time
Self destruction splintered my mind
Self reflection made me realize
Realize
It's all but one step closer to oblivion
The clock is ever ticking towards oblivion
Oblivion
If to dust we shall return
Are souls less than the dirt
Why should anything concern
This soon to be desert
Maybe this is all a memory
Maybe this is all sensory
Maybe we're bent towards entropy
Maybe
Maybe
It's all but one step closer to oblivion
The clock is ever ticking towards oblivion
Oblivion
The clock is ever ticking towards oblivion
Oblivion
Being pulled towards the unknown
No loophole in its rope
If we reap what we have sown
Are stitches how we cope
Self indulgence took up my time
Self destruction splintered my mind
Self reflection made me realize
Realize
It's all but one step closer to oblivion
The clock is ever ticking towards oblivion
Oblivion
If to dust we shall return
Are souls less than the dirt
Why should anything concern
This soon to be desert
Maybe this is all a memory
Maybe this is all sensory
Maybe we're bent towards entropy
Maybe
Maybe
It's all but one step closer to oblivion
The clock is ever ticking towards oblivion
Oblivion
Writer: Adam Mead
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