John Vincent DeVito · Mar 16, 2012
Fleeting Fucking Thoughts

Some day soon
When karma's killed the last one
And the clock kick-starts at Noon
We'll all know nothing

Way back when
When we all had hearts
Back in our caged playpen
The last time we knew innocence

Everyone makes me sick now
I can't look you in the eyes
Upon birth we took a vow
To never let the light stray from us

But we all fuck up
And we all hit pavement
At our wounds, we suck
But nothing ever heals

 
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