today i feel like i am losing myself my time's running out before i come back to the dust again you can keep me busy with colloquial chimes and nursery rhymes and keep the darkness tucked away till then return to the perfect world we’re in to be rid of defects and live forever working together is neither good or bad it’s just humanity tell me i’m alive, show me how you smile because I wonder how they live writing down these words forever this is paradise running from your eyes and it's own broken shard of sinless glass can’t stand the rhythm of days of the week i don’t pity the meek their lucid dreams are quaint cause lately everyone’s been so obsessed with killing themselves it’s bad for your health to think about the way things were before I slip through the cracks in my own skull ‘til i think clearly and save my future i wish my brain was a lifeless database and my body, machinery where did we all go? i wonder if my god even knows the spaces in between the land and sea tell me there’s a better place i need to be and i’ll just take you by your poet’s verse because my songs i write with made up words you gotta be the best at what you do and save your ‘being somebody’ for after school grab my being by the throat and strip away every song i thought i wrote ‘cause being the best is like being the worst if you can’t get out of your poet’s hearse artificial paradise, come on tell me lies I hate your world and the thought of touching anything you lick {kiss} I’m finally alive, because i can’t let go of my organic thoughts of feeling free to satisfy your world forever artificial paradise keep me ‘til i die die die oh live forever live for free

spinning, in my mind just like the earth the rotation never stops I feel consumed, inside my head and forever haunted by the things that it said echoes, in my heart it's dancing ruthless, got no rhythm or rhyme there are no breaks, in this old train chugging endlessly like time on a string love, is like the candy-coated complicated peace, that learns to hide behind your eyes keep shouting at the darkness cause you're the only reason it stays oh yeah it's only gonna hurt us the more we fear and welcome it inside home that we break and it keeps me awake i'll let it end for our sake so snuff it out you’ve got to come out on top my thoughts, are hidebound i heard a scream but nobody was around just my own breath, through frozen air so troubled yet you lack incentive to care your drug, your help you've got the same god as everybody else still i complain, about the ordinary but hell it's all i've ever wanted to be life, is like the perfect dream of everybody else but i just keep on waking up i can’t keep falling backwards through everything they told me before on par with all the angels, still no mercy with the endless game and make it a chore to fight myself evermore the present leaving me worn cause the future is a slave to the past life can’t be taught it can only exist through the lens of your perception that hides your soul behind your sins (you can’t keep wasting your time) (get your head back in line) (too many ways you could die) (but only one kind of life, right?) succumb to the pills that keep you in reality under the sheet of my own domineering disease if i could only exist with some control of this drifting because i’m only my self-awareness dreaming to forever be free

waiting for the train at the end of your road emotions keep the streetlights flickering low you gotta get that loving cancer coursing through your system eating at the mind and soul with every faint addiction full blown nihilism, shoot it through your veins Take it back to that dull moment standing in the rain Wondering just where to go and what to do and how to feel About the short infinity where boredom waits for you to heal i can't wait to watch the minutes change and watch my dreams in fragments assemble yourself in the midst of the blank and make this place your home that mirror’s glaring right back at you you cannot sleep until you're through if then comes the day you take my eyes with plans make them new then inanimate i’ll become for you and return to feel that I'm so ideal i’m still waking up in the middle of the day ‘cause i can’t stop feeling like my body’s fading away While the night it pulls me in to keep me feeling like a spectre basking in the riot of my self-obsessive lecture if life is just a period of my own percieved experience with gifts that come in myriads and time to try experiments and time to chip away at how relentless that perception gets so cordial but fictitious, happiness inside an empty chest i can’t wait to watch the clockwork break just as the dawn in winter slowly the world falls asleep with my dreams because i don’t want to wake find a shooting star burn bright and make it melt the dark of the void discover what my purpose is and find the parts of me you destroyed i’m titanium-built, i’m lace, i’m silk, no part of me ever was ever meant to feel this faded the unforgiving laziness of mine will end up praising us and rays of light are gracing us ‘cause the future will be coming back to you left no part of it to live, to see, to do

regain humanity within the silence of your sleep become calamity and shout what you thought was deep plea familiar lyrical, profoundly copy, paste write those feelings black and white just like the pictures of your face keep those memories within the threads from which you bleed reborn with nothing to remember for give life and take the time you used those symbols blurring in my ticker tape were all I thought i knew of you cremate the broken wings that writhe with a memory peel back the tissue coat so they could try to see that you’re a silent echoing from the stitching of my dreams this is hardly me but i still mean to recall every time that i thought you would seem so perfect in the meadow that only i will ever know so despised, by its design my broken home if a single window shatters, i will too from the message written on my broken bones the ink that’s blotting out my ticker tape this is the you i thought i’d lose catch me, i’m falling give birth to love again sew us a household this stitch snaps with your peace

hear me out just this once I swear it will be a bitter harmony to me when you call I get a sense of love and concern for the heart that I'm taking care of you always know to show me how to care in time but even if it break theses promises i'm sure we'll be fine the painting is worn there’s dust in the floorboards singing songs to all of your friends the dial tone rings subject to fill the room with sound when no one’s around there's no perfect melody for the end of you and me and if you're still there leave notes on the stairs to let me know that you are home take a dive into the black of the pip on a die to see if this part of you is mine the ones you hold so close right now they will come and they'll go and sing along to the bell's toll behind the cupboard’s door you'll find a place to hide and fall asleep within the heart of your own paradise you can't fly away but you can still pay no mind to the way you exist ascend above the home of all your fears for good where have you gone in the picture we’ve drawn with our never-ending point of view i hope my ghost will take you home I’ll take you home if I'm not home just leave it alone and shatter the light that's trapped in the glass here you are safe with room to create away from strife away from the pain there's no perfect harmony for the start of our new dreams and if you return From the needles and thorns I’ll be there to wait for you there’s no need to feel refused by the home i made for you the world is too vast so what can we be in a future out there for you and for me and whenever you leave i'll see you again in the future of our dreams