Mostly I watch life from the side… True natures are seen with contemp… The greed gleams in dead eyes And love houses evil intent The carcass of humanity is festeri…
If I could tell you the story Read you the journal of my life Could you listen without a judgeme… And keep your lips pursed tight If I could show you everything
I thought that it was all a dream a terrible nightmare that meant no… God doesn’t exist, I’m smarter th… now... I’m not as sure as I was, I’ve opened my eyes of late
you cling to me as I cling to you you’re a shadow, a forgotten love, a precipice I lean to look over a view to bite and to ensue, you lay stretched out upon the gro…
I’m tempted by this scenic view as this trail of metal ants flows, how easy it would be to follow to destinations unknown, head to tail like mindless drones
down the dark hallway dull light through it glimmers, pure, an ebony smoke plumes fume into forms and shapes, a spinning mass of fear
Breath sharp, fast, rasping Legs pumping, hands grasping Verdant roads span and greet As the cyclist pursues the endless… Eyes fixed, heart pounding
you live your life forever unhappy persistently vexed at who you are, permanently gazing at the treadmil… wishing you were them, while they… you live your life forever unhappy
I have walls that I’ve built up brick by brick, heart by break, the real me is so well guarded I’m a difficult bad dream to take, I’ve constructed myself a fortress
what dreams your heart does wander… that lusts the lines that weaken f… as a written long and languid bill slowly turning the key at whatever… what thoughts that flow may grease…
this love dies freely and it dies… two broken cadavers can never hold… when meaning is a carried cross be… there’s none but filigree around t… your monster was created in semaph…
when we met, all those years ago I was huge mass of cool marble, smooth to the touch, strangely exo… like caramel swirled in vanilla ic… now, I’m a shadow of my former sel…
i know the risks, that’s the buzz what else can people like me do, punching through the wet paint of… to probe the depths of our own ins… a gruesome flavour
repeat prescription sympathy that’s the shoulder you seek to we… a faceless nomination as your tale grows worse, and on a… I’m not a bag of hard emotions
Under the blanket of a starless ni… my inane smile just a make-up pain… as I wander down a lane that’s nam… and choke back tears on years gone… I dream a dream of circumstance