Once you had this promise On the tip of your tongue But it went without saying It went on too long All the straws you clutched at Have burst into flames
I see the cadence Random but altogether clear This scorn was never mine Though it's all that I hold dear Futile charity, holy promises I dream it all
Let the light be less annoying Don't expose me like this I won't lose my way again As long as it's dark enough to see Welcome blindness, transparency
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Eyes are bleeding Scolding heat Succumbing to the wish Not to feel anything at all Rolling waves of nausea Seeping through my mind Darkest abyss of conscience
[Wound:] Inching closer Corrupting my ambition, Saw your wretched incarnation [Scorn:] Growing colder Retire my frustration, Turning fire into stone [
Cold eyes of fire talk to me Stillborn desire in the air I breathe In our wanton spirits I read Closure, nauseating rites A face and heart I heed Unprecedented
How much does an opinion weigh? Does it really matter what I say? I can't be responsible Be yourself or be a tool Who cares what you expect? What is
Feigned, the image of a world unfolds Deluded but divine It sees us mocking gifted grace A stolen self will not succumb See your face in the mirror It
Prey for the blood red sun Prey on the life itself Prey for the blood red sun Prey on the life itself
All that I see can conceive Your wanton indifference derides Decisions weren't hard to deceive How we fooled ourselves when it died Searching for a new
Please stay awake Our defining moment struck The power faithless struck While we were contemplating visions Visions ran us by Immortal yet decayed Oh
Let's pretend were not needy. Let's pretend our hearts still beat. Clumsy enough to fall for anything. Let's pretend we fall in love tonight, Below
your navel is yearning for an extension - a ghost limb it cant detach from mothers loving grasp were all cut off alone and lost your starving - its
I'll try to make this perfectly clear I'm so transparent I disapear these words I lyrically defecate clint steps in to establish the beat upon songs
Now and again you'll remember the sound Of the sails waving helpless The cables wrapping one another into knots so strong You're lost at once if not tossed
this is the bed that i have made this is the grave where i will lay i dont believe in wasting time these are the hands where i will bury my face searching
