Relentless

The future always finds us. It finds us without hesitation, effort or probable cause... Tormenting us relentlessly with small pokes and large prods. And there's no way to outrun it or ability to hide... Unless time chooses to take you... Or you decide to die.

Noose

You've been searching, though rubble from your past. Just digging to find a reason, to make your life last. You'll need to look skyward, if you want to find hope. Because looking back at those memories, will send you straight to a rope.