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Hear the buzz,
they're questioning the mountains.
The halls of decadence,
the hum resonates with sin.

Their words echo,
far beyond the stretches of our universe.
Like a chant,
like witches muttering a curse.

Do not move,
there's a dead man in the gallows.
We're on thin ice,
and the water below isn't shallow.

To fear or not,
when fear is not a choice.
Be careful when using,
the power of your voice.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
I feel afraid,
afraid to hold your hand,
because I know,
I won't be your only man.

I feel afraid,
to tell you how I feel,
because I know,
that none of this is real.

I'll put my faith in tomorrow,
knowing it won't run away.
I know I have a future,
and I know that you can't stay.

So please,
don't make me,
say go.

Don't tell me,
what we have is real.
I know how,
you really feel.

Don't tell me,
you love my laugh.
This love is false,
it will not last.

I've never been one to let in,
the people who love me most.
I've been let down too much,
to let someone in too close.

So please,
don't make me,
say go.

I don't want you to go.
I just want you to know...
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Lying here on a cold concrete floor,
thinking there has to be something more.
I know there's a God, but where is he now?
Please pick me up, from this lost and found.

I've been lying here, for what feels like years,
thinking about all my many fears.
So lifeless, so ready to die,
can you make me feel alive?

The room is flooding, filling with my blood,
I'm fine with drowning, 'cause I've had enough.
So watch me die, outside your one way glass,
and don't you dare save me, I want this feeling to last.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
See the man on the TV,
talking to you and me.
Hear his words, so enticing,
they almost make you believe.

The world is slowly burning,
we need a savior now.
People want to believe,
but they just don't know how.

Far inside big closed doors,
sit politicians and liars.
They scheme and plot our persuasion,
and we just put on our blinders.

This cycle is getting old now,
perpetual lies and commitments.
Just set the world on fire,
and we promise we'll sit through it.

Nothings going to change here,
we don't mind burning alive.
Just make sure we all get,
a fair slice of the pie.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
If a heart breaks
and no one is around to hear it,
does it make a sound?

If you take that plane,
but I am not around to see it,
did you really leave?
The world is standing there blindly,
no one stops, no one cares.
The world is stuck in sixth gear,
riding the conveyor belts they share.

I see myself in a white room,
standing, facing the television.
The news is twisting and turning,
turning and twisting our vision.

We love our nuclear baby,
we love polluting our cities.
We love to nurture bad behaviors,
we love bombing with no pity.

We love watching the TV,
we love seeing destruction.
We love all the disarray,
we love political eruptions.

Keep on marching,
mindlessly marching,
raise the corporate flags high.

Let them consume you,
while you consume their fast food,
we all have money on our minds.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Try to pick up a girl,
I get called a pervert.
She's ******* dressed,
I mean, just look at her.

Say she looks beautiful,
compliment her hair.
She says I'm thirsty,
so she "curves" me,
I'm out of here.

They think we're pigs,
because we try to show we love her.
All they want is Efron,
Tatum, Franco, Lautner.

They live in fantasy,
separate from you and me.
What are they waiting for?
Your prince isn't coming girl!

They're crazy.

I try to be the nice guy,
instead I'm told to go home.
Next time I see her,
she's put me in the Friendzone.

She likes an *******,
tells me I'm a ****.
But isn't he,
the same as me,
nothing I say works.

They get jealous,
'cause we talk to other girls.
I'm in her Friendzone though,
why does it concern her?

They live in fantasy,
separate from you and me.
What are they waiting for?
Your prince isn't coming girl!

They're just delusional!
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
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