I'm deranged,
if I stay,
I will remain.
If I go,
I will change.

Can you let me go?
Will I survive,
I don't know.
If you hold me here,
I'll surely implode.

Unlock the handcuffs,
set me free,
I need new love.
I need to breathe,
your grip tightens up.

I can't open my eyes,
you keep them shut,
keep me blind.
You have my heart,
and my mind.

I will slowly die,
as you watch,
enjoying my demise.

As long as you hold,
my heart in your hand,
like piece of gold,
turning to sand.

The world goes black then comes back again
I drift in and out of consciousness as I scroll through the history of my life
Tearing out the pages like they tore out my heart
Savages just trying to survive
Burning them one by one
Just enough to keep the fire alive
Breathe in
Out
Cold
Warm
In
Out
In

Hold-

The world is grey now,
I see through broken eyes.
Mislead and misunderstood in the end,
I don't cry.

I see the injustice,
as I walk through the concrete jungle.
Poor man suffers while rich man prospers,
reaps the reward of a rich uncle.

The world is crying,
and I can hear them all.
Their cries for justice and a land without corruptness,
pierce my ears.

Storm clouds clutter my thoughts,
lightning strikes my unlit brain,
now it sits, aflame,
electricity courses through the tunnels.
I feel the charge,
I shake the strife,
I feel the life,
I feel the need,
to save the world.

Ancient words,
they're fading fast.
Once important,
but they won't last.

Some worship,
many Gods.
Others view that,
as being wrong.

What once held the world together,
is now helping pull it apart.

We're killing religion,
with every breathe we take.
We're killing religion,
with every move we make.

With theories like evolution,
the true making of man,
it's time for religion,
to make a stand.

Science attacks,
things like the Bible.
Religion suffers,
trapped in survival.

Science fails,
to provide hard evidence,
and supplies us with,
things completely irrelevant.

What once held the world together,
is now helping tear it apart.

They're killing religion,
with every breathe they take.
They're killing religion,
with every move they make.

With theories like evolution,
the true making of man,
it's time for religion,
to make a stand.

Technically, theoretically,
these so called religions,
just can't be.

That's what they think,
but if they are wrong,
they will have to answer,
to their maker, God.

They're trying to **** religion,
with every breathe they take.
They're trying to **** religion,
with every move they make.

With theories like evolution,
the true making of man,
isn’t it time religion,
finally makes a stand.

Iron aftertaste on the back of my tongue,
all around my gums,
like a mouth full of blood.

Gritty concrete beneath my bare feet,
swollen joints and uncontrollable tremors,
as I sit on my stone, this is no home,
just a spacious coffin.

Upside down piggy bank,
cork on the floor,
he dreams of being rich,
but instead wears a delightful frown.

And the space heater's crooked,
and it's turned on high,
collecting more dollars than the piggy can hold,
and it's still cold.

It is here where I sit,
on the coldest of nights,
where my mattress dips,
where I clench my fists,
where I fight off fits,
where I scribe my insides.

It was the summer,
of 89'.
The weather was beautiful,
so fine.

The wind whispered through my window,
softly.
Kissing my face,
as it blew by.

I rolled over,
and said, "good morning".
But you weren't there,
to my surprise.

Where did I go wrong?
Can we start again?
I never meant any harm.
Is this really the end?

I searched here,
I searched there.
I searched far,
and I searched wide.

And when I finally,
found you.
There was another man,
by your side.

Where did I go wrong?
Can we start again?
I never meant any harm.
Is this really the end?

Can you give me one more chance?
I'll give you all that I am.
I'll do all I can do,
to show I still love you.

Severing our heads slowly,
with a plastic knife.
It's kind of ironic,
we live a plastic life.

Nuclear radiant chicken,
from a microwave.
Radiation on the rise,
no one will be saved.

We have only,
selective memories,
which cause us to forget,
all we've done wrong,
and all the war we've caused,
and all the crimes we commit.

We are our own enemies,
constructing our final fall.
We are our own enemies,
crippling ourselves till we can't even crawl.

Centuries of work,
sent down the drain.
For those who **** for fun,
there is no pain.

Society crumbles,
under our own fist.
We are the lost,
awaiting our last kiss.

We have only,
selective memories,
which cause us to forget,
all we've done wrong,
and all the war we've caused,
and all the crimes we commit.

We are our own enemies,
constructing our final fall.
We are our own enemies,
crippling ourselves till we can't even crawl.

I wish I was blind,
so I didn't have to see you anymore.
I wish I was deaf,
so I'd never have to hear your voice.
I wish I couldn't taste,
so this bitterness in my mouth would go away.
I wish couldn't smell,
so nothing could remind of those days,
we spent together,
arm in arm,
hand in hand,
I can't stand,
just the thought,
of you here,
makes me fear...

I wish I couldn't feel,
so this pain would go away.

We stand on separate shores,
we stand on separate worlds,
millions of miles away.

I feel as though time and space,
hold as both at bay,
far from where our hands can touch.

From far, I can still feel your love,
but that is not enough,
what I would do just to see your face.

Just to be in the same place,
just to have the bittersweet taste,
of your lips.

But we sit on different planes,
different dimensions,
far, far away,
so I wait.

It's September 20th, 2017 and I'm driving down a rain soaked I-93 South on a cool Tuesday night, or maybe even a Wednesday morning. There's a concrete barricade to my right with tiny fluorescent reflectors every 4 feet to indicate I cannot turn right unless I want to die. I want to die but I'm obeying the tiny fluorescent reflectors. The road is coated with a still sheet of rain and looks like a long black cracking mirror laid out before me. The tiny fluorescent reflectors reflect off the mirrored road and dive deep into its jet black depth. They drag themselves deep down into the jet black road. They drag me down with them on September 20th, 2017. Deeper and deeper they drag me down.

Cracking and crunching,
shredding into bits,
leaves beneath my feet,
a year gone too quick.

I reminisce,
but not for long.
I don't get hung up,
on old love songs.

The ground is soft,
my mind is lost,
my love is strong,
another year gone.  

Another love lost,
tossed aside.
They say life *****,
they sure got that right.

A harsh winter,
I'll need to survive,
but with a new year,
comes a new life.

I will rise,
from the ashes of my burnt corpse.
I will begin anew,
set sail upon a new course.

And I will begin again.

When you look through the pummeling rain,
you see her standing there.
Her polka-dot red dress soaking wet,
as is her hair.

But when you reach out for her,
she disappears.
Nothing scares more,
than what you fear.

The fear of losing everything,
losing her.
Like having the world there,
in the palm of your hand,
only to drop it in the sewer.

And the grate is just to thin for you to reach in.

He's a shady guy,
a notorious heart breaker.
If you have a girl,
he probably will take her.

He's a friend of mine,
and a friend of yours.
That's all I can tell you,
I don't know much more.

He's a shady guy,
he has a million faces.
He's a quick litter ******,
he can be in a million places.

He can be invisible,
when he wants to get away.
And he'll make some noise,
when he wants to stay.

His cheap breath mints,
and cologne can persuade.
So can his jacket,
leather, suede.

He's even got,
his own style.
Oh what we'd give,
to walk a mile in his shoes.

The sad part is,
he's just like you and me.
There's nothing special about him,
he's ordinary.

But there's no way,
you could ever tell,
by his fancy sports car,
parked at the hotel.

My life is shaken down to the core.
Can't take being with you anymore.
All these thoughts racing, I can barely breathe.
I wish it was easy for me to leave.

And I actually try,
to keep what we have, still alive.
Have you forgotten all the ****,
that I've gone through, just to be with you.

Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me makes things right?
Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me make things right?

And you put on your pretend mask.
Why do I bother, why do I even ask?
Nothing is ever going to change.
The puzzle pieces can never be arranged.

And I live in my head,
where my dreams are not pretend.
And for once, I feel loved,
too bad it's not reality.

Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me makes things right?
Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me make things right?

Oh I'm, losing sight,
can you help me makes things right?
Oh I've, lost all sight,
can you help me see the light?

My life is shaken...

The shattered mirror tells the story,
of a girl who said she had no worries.
A girl who thought she wasn't pretty,
what a pity.

A girl who thought she wasn't thin,
or at least not thin enough.
A girl who would **** to hold someone's hand,
but couldn't find the love.

A girl who spent her Friday's alone,
in her bedroom crying.
A girl who didn't like the idea of living,
and preferring the idea of dying.

A girl who rose,
only to fall,
and lose it all.

A girl who took,
a precious life,
in the middle of the night.

The shattered mirror tells the story,
of a girl who said she had no worries.

I know she knows she wants to be the queen of the world,
well I'm sorry girl.
Pick another profession,
maybe one with a little less attention.
She's flipping a switch she can't switch,
she's just another bad *****.

Hey,
I say,
turn the other way.

She,
she says,
I cannot change.

I,
I say,
behave with a little more class.
But she doesn't give a rats ***.

She's working and working the runway like a diva,
and trust me, there's no way to please her.
She'll teach you how to fly and help you get off the ground,
just so she can shoot you down.
She pretends you mean nothing at all,
now can you weather her storm?

Please,
don't tease,
don't tease me.

I need,
her love,
just to breathe.

She holds,
my heart,
in her hand.

It's hers,
to take,
a keepsake.

But she,
she just,
won't give a ****.
She crushes my heart in her hand.
She crushes my heart in her hand...
She crushes my heart in her...
She crushes my heart in...
She crushes my heart...
She crushes my...
She crushes...
She....

The look in his eyes,
it foreshadows a fate,
his fate.

He grew under the shadow of her love,
only to be crushed when the shadow left,
and the sun crushed his pathetic soul,
ripping him up by the roots.

Was his prosperity short lived?

Some would say yes,
others no.

I, on the other hand,
believe he never prospered.

He suffered under the wing of the girl of his dreams.
Sheltered from the harsh truth,
that love *****.

I see, beauty in the stars,
even found beauty in old fashioned cars.
Beautiful, is the first day of spring,
and it's beautiful when church choirs sing.

When a baby is born,
when it learns to walk,
when it grows up,
and finally learns how to talk.

There's a lot of things in life,
that are beautiful,
but nothing is more beautiful than her.

And where ever you go,
I want you to always know.
You're beautiful to me,
even if you can't see it.

And I'll always love you,
you don't have the slightest clue.
You mean the world to me,
and you can't even see it.

Criss-cross the stars,
and call it a night.
If it feels right,
then do it again.

In the green fields,
where the sun shines bright,
we lose track of time,
and play pretend.

When there's no where to go,
and we have no home,
we know She will be there.

When we lose our minds,
and our brothers die,
we know Mother Nature will be there.

Atop the hills,
of tall green grass,
our memories last,
forever, for now.

Time ticks on,
ticking so fast,
making present past,
so long.

When there's no where to go,
and we have no home,
we know She will be there.

When we lose our minds,
and our brothers die,
we know Mother Nature will be there.

Throwing empty bottles against rocks,
don't let the noise get to you.
We fell to Earth after ascent to the heavens,
now the Earthlings are snickering.
They shriek and cry blasphemy,
but to us, it's all inaudible.

Like a needle in the haystack,
I searched for years on end,
I looked behind each door,
but they all revealed the same.
I looked under rocks,
and I looked up trees,
but I didn't look to the stars for love.
Then I pulled down a shooter,
whispering by my window,
and she exploded in the palm of my hand.

The Supernova Girl,
with fire in her eyes,
a galaxy in size,
and they're looking for me.

Hello,
can't you see me?
Am I,
going crazy?

Hello,
won't you see me.
I am,
going crazy.

There is no where left here,
for me to go,
only down.

You gave me no choice,
had to surrender,
the royal crown.

I cannot believe,
I was in love,
with you.

Hope everyone sees,
exactly who you are,
and what you do.

I remember walking along the shoreline,
the sand shifting under our feet, so fine.
I remember thinking you'd always be mine,
but nothing last forever.

I cannot believe,
I was in love,
with you.

Hope everyone sees,
exactly who you are,
and what you do.

I remember walking along the shoreline,
the sand shifting under our feet, so fine.
I remember thinking you'd always be mine,
but nothing last forever.

Surrendered the royal crown,
as you watched me fall down.
Surrendered the royal crown,
as you watched me fall down.

There is no where left here,
for me to go,
only down.

You gave me no choice,
had to surrender,
the royal crown.

I remember walking along the shoreline,
the sand shifting under our feet, so fine.
I remember thinking you'd always be mine,
but nothing last forever.

Hello,
can't you see me?
Am I,
going crazy?

Hello,
won't you see me.
I am,
going crazy.

My heart is quicksand,
everything's sinking in.
I'm tangled in the wires I hardwired to my brain and I'm about to short circuit.
Yesterday,
I lost 4 poems in the wash,
washed away my memories,
like a wave crashing on the shore of my brain,
dragged away the footprints.
Maybe that's why I'm short circuiting,
water and electrical wires don't mix.
But here I am,
an electrical storm in my head,
untamed,
much like myself.
Contained,
in my head,
much like myself.

The walls are caving in,
my lungs are crushed under your sin.
I'm dying to be freed,
by you.

My mind is racing,
my heart is weak after your sting.
I just want to be free,
from you.

Shuffle the deck,
throw me a curve,
do anything,
just set me free.

I'm such a wreck,
haven't you heard?
The song you sing,
will set me free.

Just let me be.

The ceilings are falling,
in the night, I hear you calling.
I need the sweet touch,
of you.

My heart is a time bomb,
and you're love is a sweet song.
Won't you set me off?
Won't you?

Shuffle the deck,
throw me a curve,
do anything,
just set me free.

I'm such a wreck,
haven't you heard?
The song you sing,
will set me free.

Just let me be.

Silence!
Do not move!
Do not speak!
Do not eat!
You ******** freaks!
You and your *race,
are a disgrace,
to our nation,
to the world!!
Now get down!
On your hands and knees!
You people are sick!
Like a disease!
This is the end,
for you my friend,
now crawl into,
that ******* room!
This may be against,
our constitution!
I don't ******* care!
This is my final solution!

Heavenly hate,
love lost,
love gained,
no name.

Sweet seduction,
lies of a lover,
to their other,
secrets between the lines.

Silent shock treatment,
killing me kindly,
her love was timely,
but why me?

But
why
me?

The world is bustling with sin,
the evil's ******* us in,
money lovers love ******* you and me.
They wave their hands in the air,
as the onlookers stare,
at the definition of impurity.

Their soulless lovers demand,
the latest fashions and trends,
snap their fingers, instant gratification.
We eat straight out of their hands,
like a dog, on command,
while they laugh, it's stratification.

Smoke billows in the sky,
from the smoke stacks, so high,
they pollute the world and show no sympathy.
They rest on golden lawn chairs,
as girl run hands through their hair,
people are objects of the industry.

The politics are corrupt,
we say that we've had enough,
but the truth is we have no voice to scream.
Their money runs our lives,
they hear the peoples cries,
but they continue destroying the American dream.

Sinister,
the smile across her face,
as she licked her lips,
and moved with grace.
One and one together,
making one together.
A lover like this will never,
come by again.
I'm pinned,
I grin,
we sin.
Worth every moment,
every movement,
every breathe,
and then you left.
Gone,
like a sweet lullaby song,
gone.

God,
holds you over the pit of hell.
You have offended him,
infinitely.
Sinner!
Suffer,
this fierceness and wrath,
of Alrighty God.
You must suffer,
for,
eternity!
It is,
inexpressible,
inconceivable,
the power of God's anger.
Suffer!
Infinite,
misery.

Sitting by the river bank,
slipping in and out of consciousness,
realizing my life's a complete mess.
What's the point of living it?

Sitting by the river bank,
stripping myself of my clothes,
destroying my I.D. so no one knows,
who I am.

Sitting on the river bank,
head submerged underwater,
committing the act of manslaughter,
on myself.

Floating by the river bank,
all is calm and serene,
not a living soul is to be seen,
and I am happy, free.

I wait for the mail man,
each day I say hello,
as he puts the mail in my hand,
he just grunts and drives on.

I wave as people pass by,
sitting on my balcony,
but no one ever says hi,
they just go on their merry way.

I find it funny,
like a practical joke,
played on everyone.

It's kind of funny,
this life that we live,
it's not for everyone.

I mow my lawn,
every other weekend,
it's the same old song,
just a new day.

I watch the sun set,
sitting on my balcony,
I think of when we met,
boy, it was so long ago.

But I find it funny,
like a practical joke,
played on everyone.

It's kind of funny,
this life that we live,
it's not for everyone.

And it feels like I'm always alone,
and it feels like I'm left in the cold.
I feel like I've never been home,
maybe I haven't been so.

I watch the sun rise,
hanging from my balcony.

I stare at the clock,
as it slowly ticks.
Tick, tock,
tock, tick.
I can't wait any longer.
I dig my nails in,
into my skin,
and peel.
I peel off my skin,
revealing my bare flesh.
The skin comes off like a banana peel.
I then take the skin, and slowly sew it together.
Then I wear it,
as clothes.
I look handsome.

The skyline in her eyes,
a future awaits her,
of pain and sorrow.

Who turned out the lights,
on our future,
the children of tomorrow.

For the weak they fight,
to make it safer,
their souls, we borrowed.

Our mother,
she dances,
with such elegance.
Her love is forever.

No other,
could forgive,
those not innocent.
Her love if forever.

We walk in the streets,
of the big city,
the lights are blinding.

We walk in the streets,
of the industry,
the smog is blinding.

Can somebody please,
listen to me,
our mother is crying.

Our mother, she dances,
with such elegance.
Her love is forever.

The faith of the silent,
is dead!
The future is painted,
blood red!

Look at the clouds in the sky,
drifting by.
The grass in the fields,
sways with the wind.

If no one will save mother,
how will we survive?
We must bond brothers,
sisters unite.

The faith of the silent,
is dead!
The future is painted,
blood red!

No other could forgive,
those not innocent.
Her love if forever.

Brothers and sisters,
unite!
Brothers and sisters,
we must fight!

Our mother,
she's needs us now.

There is a home,
and it's waiting for me.
It travels in the sky,
over the neon cities.

I've been searching,
years have come and gone.
It eludes me still,
and I can't help but feel wronged.

I look up at the stars,
on the clearest of nights.
I chase the sun,
from the second it rises,
but still I can't find it,
my home in the sky.

Maybe I'll question,
if I'm even alive.
You're the one who told me,
I'd never survive.

From time to time,
I find myself running with the clouds.
I have little faith,
not enough to toss around.

I stare at the moon,
watch it reflect down unto me.
Is there any hope left,
for a man so petty?
I'm more than ready,
for my home in the sky.

Take me now or take me never,
my home in the sky,
I won't wait forever.

Take me now before I take it all,
and throw it away,
I'll throw it away.

I've been here,
once or twice,
too many times.

It's a sound I've heard before,
but I'm not exactly sure.

Maybe I haven't been.

I'm standing on my head,
at the bottom of a swimming pool.
It's really not that hard but I pretend I can't do it.
Then I start choking on the water,
I've been under too long,
I've been sleeping,
and you should never sleep underwater.

I see you there,
in the shards of dreams.
Quietly, I walk,
but every step I take,
results in another break,
in the skies fragile skin.

I don't want to be who I am,
but there's no turning back.
I'm who I am but am I who,
you want me to be?

In the eyes of my reflection,
I see a boy,
no,
a man,
but he's trying to break free.

Nothing's quite the same anymore,
and it's not getting any better.

Fire on the skyline,
shades of days before.
I am nothing more,
than dried up, shattered dreams.

There’s a thick cloud of smoke inside my head
I’m trying to escape but I can’t find an exit
I cover my mouth but it finds a way in
The noxious fumes are all too familiar

They drift and they shift like a menacing shadow
They hang and weigh heavy like a man in the gallows
And the more I try to search from within
The more I begin to helplessly sink

A lost puppy
looking for a master
But I was, I was

On a stone slab with a sheet,
I'm hot and rotting,
like a carcass boiling in the August sun.
There's no light but a dimly lit candle,
all the way across the room,
flickering in and out of consciousness,
very much like myself.
I open a window,
the breeze is hot.
I open my head,
it's steaming hot.
Wind whips and snaps,
blowing out that last candle,
the flame relinquishes light.
Now it breathes new life,
a steady smoke stream into the black night.
It's hot,
smokey and hot,
clouded like my head,
like my thoughts,
out the window,
like my head,
like my thoughts.

People don't understand what it means,
how it feels.
When you're laying in the rain,
they just don't understand.
Letting your face soak in the muddy grass,
they don't know how it feels.
Wanting to sink in,
be swallowed whole,
suffocate.
Your body is waiting but your mind is already there.
And when you finally sink,
you're back on the surface,
like Sisyphus,
pushing a big ****** boulder of regret and pain.

You're soakin' in the sun,
I'm sinking in the mud,
you've got Coppertone,
I've got blood.

That warm copper taste,
on the tip of your tongue,
man, it's electrifying.
Holding your breath,
hoping your head pops off.
Yeah, you're losing it,
we're losing it.
Or were we already lost?
I thought you knew me,
I thought I knew you.
You thought we were all the same,
but the sun doesn't touch us all.

You're soakin' in the sun,
I'm sinking in the mud,
you've got Coppertone,
I've got blood.

You're soakin' up the sun,
I'm sinking in the mud,
I'm sinking in the drunk,
I'm sinking in my blood.

It's 11pm and I'm hungry and tired,
moved so many boxes, my arms are on fire.
From one cage to another, just downgrade the size,
so I'm more confined.

It's easy to sit here and complain a lot,
but I'm not complaining, 'cause this is all I got.
I'm just another runaway that ended up caught,
in the things I'm not.

So call me a failure and call me a dud,
I take pride in everything I've done.
I don't live to your standards because they're no fun,
I live to feel the sun.

And while my arms are sore and my head really hurts,
I have to remember that things could be worse.
I'm just a someone living a someone life,
isn't it nice?

Something about anger,
tears apart my soul.
Progressively tightens my chest,
how can people be so cold?

Feel my lungs collapse,
under the weight of the hate.
Takes my heart and chains it down,
and these chains, I can't break.

Something about anger,
how it eats at my soul.
Turns bones into ashes,
turns the heart black as coal.

How I pity the man,
who turns love into hate.
He surrenders to evil,
his soul to take.

Something about anger,
makes me love even more.

The words slip out of my mouth,
I can't keep them inside.
I can't keep holding this in,
I can no longer hide.

But I can't pick the right words,
I don't know what to say.
I don't know how to tell you,
you save my life everyday.

Something is inside of me,
it's ravaging my soul.
That something is killing me,
it's swallowing me whole.

And I can't pick the right words,
I don't know what to say.
I don't know how to tell you,
you can't save me today.

This disease, inside of me,
will take my life away.
And I still do not,
know how to say,
you take my breath away.

Sons of the sun,
come together as one.
Fester and boil,
melt into the soil.

Fertilize our mother Earth,
our crutch since our birth.
The birth of man began the end,
for man and Mother Nature are not friends.

Modern day industry saturates our minds,
with pretty toys and fancy cars alike.

We feed into the killers, as Mother Nature dies,
our bodies and our minds, both industrialized.

That's why I plea,
for the sake of you and me,
sons of the sun,
come together as one.
Fester and boil,
melt into the soil,
and save us all.

The world has become so grey,
forever shining stars fade away,
behind the clouds, evil, grey,
they no longer illuminate your eyes.
And to who's surprise?
A storm is forming over the bay,
gale force winds have the sailors running astray.
And the orchestra plays,
tugging at the strings of my heart,
using my pain to make an art.
And the thunder rumbles loud,
and the lightening lights up the clouds,
and the rain is falling sideways,
and the winds blows evil away.
And the skies are pitch black,
and the thunder and lightening crack,
and the storm, it devastates,
but it cleans my heart of the pain.
I walk along the wreckage,
seeking a new message,
seeking a new blessing,
am I messing with fate?
Am I testing fate?
Am I early or late?
What did I create?
The storm washes it all away.
And the thunder rumbles loud,
and the lightening lights up the clouds,
and the rain is falling sideways,
and the winds blows evil away.
And the skies are pitch black,
and the thunder and lightening crack,
and the storm, it devastates,
but it cleans my heart of the pain.
And when the sun shines down,
through the cracks in the clouds,
the orchestra will play,
and the sailors will sail.
The bay will be calm,
the storm will be gone,
and I will start again,
I will start again.

I keep digging,
deeper into this hole,
and the further I go,
the more I die.

It's like a I'm digging,
into my heart,
and I can't dig any farther.

I rip out roots,
I rip out rocks,
no matter how much it pains me,
I just can't stop.

Something inside,
is melting me away,
from the inside out.

Do you know me,
know my name?
Do you see me,
going insane?
Reach out to me,
ease the pain.
Just don't let me die here.

Deeper and deeper,
into the flesh,
it's such a mess,
a beautiful one.

I'm in too deep,
there's no way out,
but that's not what,
I care about.

Somewhere down here,
somewhere inside,
I am alive,
buried alive.

Blind emotions,
hold up my mask,
and it's sown to my face...
it's sown to my face...

Through atmospheres,
into outer space.
There is no bond,
we cannot break.

We'll travel through,
all time and space.
Make our great,
getaway.

No gravity,
can bring us down,
no, nothing can,
ever hurt us now.

Pioneers,
of space and love.
We navigate,
towards the sun.

The heat is strong,
but not enough.
Nothing can,
deter us.

This empty space,
your beautiful face,
is all I need,
all I need.

Yesterday I thought about what it would be like to shoot myself in the head on the drive home.
I thought of it with no intent to actually harm myself,
but because I was thinking about how fast life goes.
Being born's like when you pull the trigger,
and when the bullet hits you, you die.
There's some time in between, but not much.
It's that fast.

Do you believe,
in the spirit that moves through all things?
It connects our souls as one,
and together they sing.

Do you believe,
that we are all one?
The only difference is,
our native tongue.

Do you believe in the spirit that moves through all things?
Binds us as one, humans and nature, the same.
Do you believe in the spirit that moves through all things?
Humans hunger for nature will never be tamed.

Nature once, wild and free,
is now oppressed by man and machine.
Gods lookin' down, shaking their heads.
Do we stop? No, we drill instead.

Taking the homes, of the animals,
eviction without warning.
A holocaust, all is lost,
Mother Nature is mourning.

We are murderers,
molesting and ****** the land.
We are executioners,
committing crimes with our own two hands.

Look,
what,
we have done.

Took,
a,
loaded gun.

Pulled,
the,
**** trigger.

And blew Mother Natures head right off!

We were given love in a season,
we loved each other without reason,
we lost ourselves in the crowd.

You took my hand and said to run,
the year had just begun.
When the leaves fall from the trees,
I want you to please,
remember me.

Words dripped from my mouth,
two free souls trapped in the same house,
the silence just got too loud.

April washed away dreams,
May brought on new beauty.
The world was never so clear,
till the day came,
Spring time was here.

We lost ourselves in love,
we could never get enough.
Shuffling through the crowd,
we became the same,
we got lost in love's game.

You hold my mind in your hand,
I hope you're happy.
Laughter echo's in a silent room,
you're the only one laughing.

Everyone stands around with straight faces,
glasses of wine in their hands.
Charcoal suits and bright white dresses,
you're legs are weak,
you can barely stand.

You think you're perfect,
with your pretty little face,
you're in a race against time,
I'm coming back for my mind.

You think you're cool,
at the party of fools,
wearing you're red dress,
you're just a mess.

Everyone smiles and stares at each other,
sharing glances and faces.
No one knows there reason they're here,
they just drink away the pain,
everyone gets wasted.

Your shiny white smile,
is stained with blood,
the blood from my heart,
the blood from our love.

Everyone's dancing,
they don't know they're dead,
lost lovers romancing,
over memories in their head.