Never Ending, Never Begining

Oh it was my fault that this began to escalate
My beautiful road with a bridge meant for crossing
Now I'm here with my dead tools in my dead hand
My project of desire stopped by my naivity

But my back began to break and I began to stop
But my heart bled with every step and I could not feel
My personal savior stuck in the middle
But my back began to break and I began to stop
But my heart bled with every step and I could not feel
My savior, my personal savior built in the middle

As I run across my road I yearn for an ending
Yet how could I want when I never had a beginning
Now my skeletal figure reaches out and cries
Now my skeletal self stretches out in my personal hell

And my chest began to pound but I could not stop
And my body hurt but I never stopped I just kept on going
Personal savior, stuck in the middle
And my chest began to pound but I could not stop
And my body hurt but I never stopped I just kept on going
Personal savior, stuck in the middle