human nature is a strange thing we waste our time chasing unobtain… try to control the uncontrollable instead of letting go and moving w… moving past the beauty
What does that say about me I’d much prefer to see you fail Than to watch you bask in victory What does that say about me When I refuse to assist
A friend of mine once barked at me Good and evil were the same Both different sides of the same c… Just illusions of reactionary game I didn’t believe his view distille…
the world and all its trappings that you drape around your gold, the lace and frills you wear all tell a tale, they speak of disappointment
that floating lift, that marshmall… one pill and a day to a dosage on… its that certain kind of madness t… a toss of a bung away kink which c… you spoil yourself and all’s ok in…
through the broken windows with the peeling paint with the cracked putty and the ghosts of faces peering echoes yelled
Uneasy leanings dwell silently Within the vanilla heart Projecting a usual and normal face Tired whims of vagabonds To all around your blood pumps loy…
We dont speak the same language an… Its more than an impinge of vernac… Its a constant fight of pointless… Its circa, middle of the road, a h… We breath the same air and feel th…
I throw the rope over the beam and stand upon the stool place the noose around my neck sob and cry and drool an unmistakable sadness
must we play this game everyday dragged down to the floor with you… your lonely egos frail apparel is that cloak you’ve woven from yo… its like being back at school, I h…
there’s nothing for you to find in… all it had on show has been seen, there’s nothing for you to learn f… all its pain is sewn into your sea… there’s nothing for you to hope fo…
from the bottom of your glass you see a different dimension time doesn’t sway your eye or friends that need attention you’re holding secret mass
anger and rage flow and I don’t believe you really car… you do it for fun, for the giggles my unease is your sport; my sad fa… your life must be so empty
The angel came to aid me All hurt imbued dispersed A thousand battlefields roared Immeasurable soldiers cursed A victory won with a white flag
in your hands you hold a blade of… its a sharp and honed tool of just… and you swiftly stab into any back that holds a different view than y… how great and monstrous you must b…