Sun setting over the suburbia,
Pale orange light reflecting into my eyes,
From shuttered windows on the second floors,
Golden hour just doesn't feel as right as yesterday.

Far outside of my point of view,
The president is a soldier for his country,
Kissed his wife and kid goodbye,
He says he might not see them tomorrow night.

Rain over, and over,
These bombshells falling,
Tears from the school and the orphanage,
God forbid, they fight for their dreams.

When your own people,
Surrender their weapons,
Cry to the enemies to finish this war.

Your reign.
will come.
To an end.

Blinded by a setting sun,
8pm on a summer night,
You say to me,
"My, my, look into those eyes."
Looking back at you is the sun,
His eyes are deep down brown.

Why won't you leave?
I'm begging, please.
Blinded by a marital dream,
Don't see the harm we receive.

Spend the midnight hours,
Rummaging through the old,
You say now,
"I could be free. Maybe one day I will be."
Looking down upon you is...


Wretched hands that don't believe,
Who am I to speak,
Except I'm the one who felt it,
Searing. Burning. Cutting flesh.
To the bone. Through the marrow.
Screaming till the throat is ******,
I know who I am but I'm not real,
An imaginary character to the sun.
Did I wrap the moon around my..
broken and bruised finger?

Why won't you leave?
I'm begging, please.
Blinded by a marital dream,
Don't see the harm you receive.

There are rats in my basement,
Crawling through cracks in the pavement,
I can hear their chatter, how they crave it,
Their hollow skins soon to cave in.

Join me and rejoice,
He will give a new vice,
One to see all the putrid sights,
We are all living blights.

Sunsets on barren land,
Fallen branches in the sand,
Our old oak stump and,
My cold heart comes to an end.

Here it comes now,
It's coming soon now,
Almost here now,
So it's here now.

Numbing agent to my ******* brain,
Bash my teeth into ******* pieces,
Tear my toes off their ******* hinges,
Eat my heart out it's a ******* pain.

Well it's never gonna be gone now,
Sticking around 'til I go crazy now,
Like a spider to a sticky trap now,
And now I'm going down.

Pull my nails out with pliers,
Tenderize my knees with a bat,
Feed my eyes to a starving rat,
I'm done with my body, any buyers?

I'm beginning to feel the bitter,
Lemon flavor, crawling up my throat,
and spread through my tongue.

Pour me a glass of apple juice.

I just remembered all the things,
That are wrong with me and,
All the people who wronged me.

Delectable poison to my brain.