It's the White Noise that Keeps Me Awake
In the middle of the night
When the hands come to strangle
And your demons are all in sight
You are who you should be
And where you should go
And you view what you should see
Not the darkest possible low
You see life as it were
As it should have been
With your brother
You accept the changes of the past
The burnt bridge and the lost bond
You know that this pain will last
And of his decision you’ll never be fond
But life continues to go on
And only with that fake smile
Everyone you will con
Into believing you’re alive and real
That you can sense your sins
Real love you can still feel
As your life here begins
Written about my twin.
