time is running out this day forward i will arise this day forward i will survive it's time for self improvement morality will be restored i stand upon this
Pelt and chime the beauty of synchronicity. Stand still for not a single second. Shimmer and wave, destroy your home. Stand still for not a single second
Reconcile yourself for the sake of salvation conjure up the guilt inside and spew it out with your last breath reconcile yourself with these words of
No payoff where is your motivation constructed a false inspiration fallacy of the nature spoonfed the lies you could not digest self absorption predecessor
Pretend that it's over now, awaken to sleep, the stars at your feet, you're somewhere up there, floating around, projection, a linear transformation,
the barren desert by the illusion created by my looking glass self i sent myself into this starvation nowhere to harvest a sense of genuinity in this
The last ray of the sunshine Touched your face, cemented skin Dried up the tears before they could be seen I've learned that concrete absorbs moisture
Disgust...the only thing to feel. Gazing upon the ones I once called real. To wake, live, and sleep in envy. You love the ones who put on the show, They
In time we all twist down the spiral. We are the tasters that bring light to this world. In time we all twist down, untie, loosen the knot you knew has
scribble the sweetness concealed by your lips sending this promise that's clenched by your fist echoes falling short the distance all these efforts make
everything is this this is everything I know you're cold I know you're hollow my breath runs dry lost eyes my realization that none of this was real
left for us? Back to the nothingness we started at. I've devoted a world and you can't spare me pity. Your words have threaded this web of rejection.
dissolved and slowly boiled in a bowl of sweet lies to drench in attachment only to later drown in abandonment is this real? What I bleed? Staring at
much pride to swallow in one gulp it was so comical but as it turned out I did not break into laughter I wasn't laughing this vision of success has been
as I pass my eyes over this wasteland in disbelief. Disappointment slaps me in the face, I lose my ability to speak. This thoughtless acceptance, this
Turn the page, another chapter not much different from the others. Variety is not an issue, boredom is what you hate. I am what you hate...I am everything
hide behind politics hide behind policy this is the modern age so we got you on radar hide behind fences put up our best defenses this is the modern age
Dead air and red lips control my staggered speech. Another breath and my eyes no longer reach. Choking on the glass that you once saw me through. Shattered
