Sun perched in the trees,
why do you stare at me?
I’ve not sinned!
Sun perched in the trees,
why can’t you leave me be?
Rest already so I can breathe,
I’m barely standing,
on my knees.
Your piercing gaze,
jets through me.
You ******* sun,
let the night take thee.
A stain in the sky,
blistering high,
perched in the trees,
let me be!
I’ll trade you for anything,
even disease,
just bury yourself deep,
into stone and granite.
Settle behind cloudy seas,
burrow into hillsides if need be,
just avert your gaze,
sun perched in the trees.

I'm freezing over,
an icy frost,
consumes me,
my mind is lost.

The ice is cold,
and thickens fast.
Memories,
they never last.

Soon the ice will melt inside my mind.
Spring is coming, but not for long,
summer brings fire.

Soon my mind,
will be encased,
in thick ice,
memories erased.

Teeth chatter,
I can't explain,
but the snow soon,
will turn to warm rain.

Soon the ice will melt inside my mind.
Spring is here, but not for long,
summer brings fire.

The ice hasn't melted and spring is here.
Summers fire will soon be coming,
I'm going crazy dear.

The ice still hasn't melted,
and summer is here.
My mind can't make up its mind,
so I live in fear.

Is there no peace,
that can cease,
all the war,
caused by man.

Is there no peace,
that can cease,
all the violence,
caused by man.

Premeditate it,
we create it,
and in the end,
we all hate it.
We're the masters of war.

Try to deflate it,
eradicate it,
but in the end,
we still create it.
We beg for more.

We love war!
The killing of innocent civilians,
the killing of millions and millions.

War!
The taste of revenge is so sweet,
but only after you've tasted defeat.

We love war!
The sounds and the scenes,
and everything in between.

War!
Tension between mankind,
will lead to our demise.

Stop!

Look at what they represent,
look at our government.
The masters of war,
they have us begging for more.
All their lies and scams,
we have become the ******.
It's time to overthrow our government,
and show we want to represent....

Peace!

War!
War!
War!
War!
Those mother *******,
they love war!
Those mother *******,
they love war!
Those mother *******,
they love war!
Those mother *******,
they love war!
The scenes, the sounds, every bit of it all!
And every single drop of oil!
Those mother *******,
they love war!

Frozen stone walls,
cracked and aging.
Floors of dirt,
forever waiting.

Cold steel bars,
rusted and corroding.
Last bit of hope,
slowly fading.

They tell me hell is waiting for me,
they say that there's a welcoming party.
They laugh and they cry,
as they spit in my eyes,
whittling crosses out of wood,
they're what He despises.

I sit here, slowly dying,
waiting for death to set me free,
hanging noose waits in the gallows for me.
Day after day,
after day,
after day.

They cry and they die,
from unknown diseases.
Condemning each other,
when somebody wheezes.

Now He hates what he has created,
so he's trying to destroy the Earth to save it.
I'm not the villain,
I'm not here to sin,
I'm here to save what's left,
of his His once great creation.

I sit here, slowly dying,
waiting for death to set me free,
hanging noose waits in the gallows for me.
Day after day,
after day,
after day.

The world is thinking about you today.
How you're doing,
where you are.
Are you happy?
Are you far?
The world is thinking about you today.

The world is thinking about you today.
Did you dream?
Did you crawl?
Through the muck and the mire?
Do you have it all?
The world is thinking about you today.

The world is thinking about you today.
Breathe it in, breathe it out.
Let the warm air fill your lungs,
let the fire burn like a thousand suns.

The world is thinking about you today.

Looking up, at the man on the wall,
waiting for the day he finally falls.
Standing proudly, standing tall,
waiting for the day he finally falls.

A trial of nature verses man,
the destruction is getting out of hand.
Over reliance of the Amazon,
if we don't stop, it will soon be gone.

Continuous polluting of the atmosphere,
causing the world to live in fear.
This is what has become of all mankind,
we're turning into muted minds.

Looking up, at the man on the wall,
waiting for the day he finally falls.
Standing proudly, standing tall,
waiting for the day he finally falls.

International egos, out of control,
we need to look at the world as a whole.
The government has gained to much power,
it's time to take back what's ours.

Technology advancing far too fast,
becoming societies cast.
We're disgracing all of mankind,
preferring machine over mind.

Looking up, at the man on the wall,
waiting for the day he finally falls.
Standing proudly, standing tall,
waiting for the day he finally falls.

We are the man on the wall,
waiting for ourselves to fall.
Standing proudly, standing tall,
we will be the creators of our downfall.

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.

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.

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.

Perception, perception,
mother of deception,
and not like one of them Megatrons.

Perception, perception,
mother of deception,
strangers trying to tell you who you are!

Perception, perception,
judging the book by it's cover.
Perception, perception,
making false facts about each other!

Walking down your street,
what do you see?
A little old man,
who you think is crazy.

Have you ever talked to him once?
Do you even know his name?
Do you think you are God?
Do you find Judgement to be some sort of game?

When the truth rises to the surface,
you will see,
that this man was in the Middle East,
killing Iraqis!

Fighting for your freedom,
by killing other men,
getting blood,
on his innocent hands.

Perception, perception,
mother of deception,
and not like one of them Megatrons.

Perception, perception,
mother of deception,
strangers trying to tell you who you are!

Perception, perception,
judging the book by it's cover,
perception, perception,
making false facts about each other!

Your walking through the mall,
what do you see?
A teenage girl,
pretty as can be.

But by the magnitude of her beauty,
your mind concludes,
that she is a *****,
and is very rude.

Have you ever talked to her once?
Do you even know her name?
Do you think you are God?
Do you find Judgement to be some sort of game?

For all you know,
she could be bruised to the bone.
With a father that beats her,
he likes the way she moans.

But you know nothing,
and still you judge.
Holding against her,
an imaginary grudge.

Perception, perception,
mother of deception,
and not like one of them Megatrons.

Perception, perception,
mother of deception,
strangers trying to tell you who you are!

Perception, perception,
judging the book by it's cover.
Perception, perception,
making false facts about each other!

Who made you a God?
Who do you think you are?
Who made you a God?
Who do you think you are?

Your nature disgusts me,
labelling people like it's your job.
I'm asking you to trust me,
stop making people you don't know sob.

Why judge the book by it's cover,
when the words inside are worth so much more?
Why consider every man a ****,
or every women to be a *****?

Words hurt like sticks and stones,
if the person throwing has a good arm.
They have been known to break bones,
leaving your self respect to be disarmed.

Perception, perception,
mother of deception,
and not like one of them Megatrons.

Perception, perception,
mother of deception,
strangers trying to tell you who you are!

Perception, perception,
judging the book by it's cover.
Perception, perception,
making false facts about each other!

Who made you a God?
Who do you think you are?
Who made you a God?
Who do you think you are?

And so, I bleed,
rivers and streams,
cuts, so deep,
please don't stop me.

I miss you,
I miss a lot.
You love me,
you love me not.

I miss when we ran,
far, far away.
Those cool summer nights,
those endless summer days.

I miss the way
you'd stare into my eyes,
and kiss me softly,
under starlit skies.

I miss our debates,
about politics,
and how we shared ice cream,
lick by lick.

I miss the days we spent,
down by the rivers and streams,
feeding the ducks,
talking about our dreams.

And what I miss most of all,
is how we could just talk,
on those summer days,
when we went for long walks.

But then you left,
said it was time to move on.
And before I could say a thing,
you were gone.

And now, I bleed,
rivers and streams,
cuts, too deep,
please don't stop me.

There's a silence in the air,
a breeze that's cold and fair.
Lurking shadows stop and stare.

They cower from the light,
from the fluorescent moon, so bright.
I hear them speaking but no one's there.

The mind tries to deceive,
when it can't believe.
We know to look but we don't know where.

Figures in the night,
some almost out of sight.
They screech and cry in the frost bit air.

I wait inside my room,
inside my poorly lit tomb.
Sitting in my electric chair.

I sit and wait all night,
for something I can't find.
Sanity is out there, but where?

Hate is flowing through your veins,
as you slowly grasp your gun.
Who do you expect to live,
no one.

Look at what you've become,
just a product of war.
You don't want to live your life,
like this anymore.

The fire in your eyes,
shows you want to stay alive,
you are just trying to survive.

But your just a product of war,
trained to ****.
Begging for more,
more to ****.

You weren't always like this,
a product of war.
Once you were a kind and humane person,
now you're a life taking *****.

Your moral rights, are wrong,
you **** people to **** time.
Fighting for what you think is right,
letting those ******* lie to you is a crime.

The fire in your eyes,
shows you want to stay alive,
you are just trying to survive.

Trained to ****,
a product of war,
and nothing more.

The minds of man are turning,
always yearning for more.

Heads are always rolling,
demanding perfection or else.

What constitutes that I'm another bill?
I think I mean more than you think I do.

Raise your fist to have it torn back down.
You have to stand your ground.

Put our nose to the grindstone,
only to lose our pay.

Men sit around, don't get their hands *****,
but think they have the right to take it away.

See the dollar signs in their eyes.
Money running through their veins.

We're just slaves for the industry.
We're stuck in the maze.

Everything is made of gold,
all they want is more.

We're just another bill,
they slip in their back pocket.

I'm just an empty shell,
of a broken man,
doing all I can,
to stand on two feet.

I can't find my place,
I can't get a break,
so I make an escape,
I'm getting out of here.

You can't give love,
and then take it away.
You can't give love,
and then run away.

I gave you the key,
and you walked right in,
reeking of sin,
I said I love you.

You took my heart,
I took your ****,
and that's not it,
that's not where it ends.

You can't give love,
and then take it away.
You can't give love,
and then run away.

And when I woke up one morning,
you were gone.
But what else did I expect,
you weren't the first one.

I can't catch a break,
so I escape,
I escape.

I can't wait to watch society crumble,
under the weight of their own ignorance.

Mannequin models shrivel and turn to dust,
just like the rest of us.
And political figures get tangled in lies,
and strangle themselves,
leading to their demise.
Muscle head gym members workout to death,
their muscles explode,
and their ego's implode.
And bible thumpers cry out for Jesus as they pray,
in churches set a blaze.
I can't wait for our not so glorious fall,
and you want to know why?

Because I'm sick of standing up for a society that doesn't try.

We say that we aren't the degenerate generation,
that we are lovers and fighters,
that will fight for what we love,
but in the end,
everyone is still acting like the same ******* they were the day before.

So I'm done defending you,
society.

Go **** yourselves,
and destroy the greatest gift in the universe,
because frankly,
I don't care if you do anymore.

Capitalism,
a prison system.
Worshipping the rich,
the poor is their *****.

Money and more money,
something they find funny.
Giving them supreme rule,
over the common fool.

Eat my money,
eat some more!
Eat my money,
greedy ******!

Eat my money,
eat some more!
Eat my money,
greedy ******!

A politic man,
extends his right hand.
Sends a bad vibe,
as he takes a bribe.

Liars and scams,
as we become the ******.
The government that we respect,
is now our suspect.

Eat my money,
eat some more!
Eat my money,
greedy ******!

Eat my money,
eat some more!
Eat my money,
greedy ******!

Capitalism,
a prison system,
lying when they speak.

Capitalism,
a prison system,
ignoring the weak.

Time,
is wasting away.
And we don't,
have time to play.

We must do,
with what we have.
For our future, it will not wait,
it's time to trust in fate.

We're all here for a reason,
a reason no one knows.
Do not ever question it,
that's just how it goes.

For fate, it will take you,
by the hand, lead you along.
Shine a light, on a brand new path,
bring you, where you belong.

For time,
is wasting away.
And we don't,
have time to play.

We must do,
with what we have.
For our future, it will not wait,
it's time to trust in fate.

No man can choose his path in life,
that is out of our control.
We're created with a pre-made path,
imprinted in our soul.

Lose your mind, let it wander,
go places, you don't know.
Clocks count down, our short lived lives,
so just let, yourself go.

For time,
is wasting away.
And we don't,
have time to play.

We must do,
with what we have.
For our future, it will not wait,
it's time to trust in fate.

We control our actions,
our actions are destined,
they're destined to happen,
so why do we question,
all of our past actions,
if they were all destined,
they were meant to happen,
so why do we question?

We control our actions,
our actions are destined,
they're destined to happen,
so why do we question,
all of our past actions,
if they were all destined,
they were meant to happen,
so why do we question life?
We all have a destiny,
and we fulfill it, if we believe.

Believe and trust in fate,
let it guide the way.
Through the world and all its hate,
let it open our minds gate.

Believe and trust in fate,
let it guide the way.
Through the world and all its hate,
let it open our minds gate.

For time,
is wasting away.
And we don't,
have time to play.

We must do,
with what we have.
For our future, it will not wait,
it's time to trust in fate.

She's just a ghost,
hovering over me.
I'm sitting here,
waiting for her.

She's just a mask,
hanging on the wall.
Trees grow and fall,
just like our love.

Under the light,
you can see scars.
Don't dig too far,
you'll regret it.

We fell in love,
we fell in deep,
up to our knees.

We slowly sank,
we couldn't breathe,
love's a disease.

Quiet got loud,
you ran from the noise.
You had no choice,
you had no hope.

When you failed to die,
you prayed for hope.
But God said nope,
and finished the noose for you.

You were ****** dry,
as was your soul,
burnt like charcoal.

You chose to die,
but you weren't alive,
the whole time.

I can feel the weight of your words crushing my rib cage,
shattering the already weak bones in tiny swords,
which stab into my lungs,
leaving me breathless,
into my heart,
leaving me broken,
and all my other internal organs,
leaving me,
well,
crushed.

I found you standing there,
in the corner of a big room.
I could see in your eyes,
you were a flower ready to bloom.

You were ready to go,
ready to see the world.
You were all alone,
just another lonely girl.

Like the moon in the night sky,
so far from the stars.
You were in need of a friend,
to help heal the scars.

And so I reached out,
and you took my hand,
and we explored the high mountains,
and put our toes in the sand.

We ran through the valleys,
and flew through the sky.
We walked through the forest,
and laughed till we cried.

We looked up at the stars,
so far yet so close,
so big yet so small,
we wanted them all.

And so we became stars.

The chilling snow storm winds howl,
a cry heard around the town.
The neighborhood dogs run afoul,
not even the frostbit air can hold them down.

The streets are deserted, desolate,
street light flicker on and off.
We try to make the best of it,
a storm which we've all had enough of.

The floor creaks,
beneath my feet,
as I make my way into the den.

The walls creak,
and sound weak,
just like everything built by men.

I pick up my book,
"The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn",
the perfect read,
for when snowed in.

The time on the clock ticks,
and ticks,
and ticks,
and even clicks.

Time wasting away,
on a snowy winter day.

The cabin I'm in,
is full of sin,
lust, ******,
and even some mahogany.

I live in a house of hate,
a cesspool of lies.
All of which,
I will not deny.

And I will admit,
I really do miss,
your beautiful smile,
oh, it drove me wild.

But I failed you,
and you have the right to leave.
Chew me up and spit me out,
like your average *******.

So I will sit here,
in this raging winter storm,
and feed the fire more,
feed the fire more.

Hey you, lets run away,
find a quiet place to stay.
Lie under the morning sun,
and realize that we are one.

Lets turn our hate into love,
make peace with whatever is above.
Spread our love throughout the land,
and we'll do it, hand in hand.

Tell you what I'm going to do,
I'm going to lose myself in you.
Lets show the world what we got,
and lets do it while we're still hot.

Lets do it while we're still young,
sing every song that can be sung.
Lets show the world just what we got,
run forever, till we get caught.

Now I know that you’re still young,
but I know you want to run.
Run until we're old and weak,
but our love will still proceed.

And our love will still go on,
proving we did nothing wrong.
Our love will always be here,
it will never disappear.

This is the fall of,
all of,
our nation,
a hypocrisy,
in the making,
creating,
an empire,
built on lies.

Everyone can see,
what I see,
your lying,
to your country,
and you're no leader,
you're a coward,
this is,
your final hour.

You've made an abomination,
of our once all powerful nation.
We built it up from the ground,
just for you to tear it down.

Fighting overseas for oil,
fighting on enemy soil.
Fighting for what you call "peace",
this isn't peace, and it must cease.

We must,
all must speak,
challenge,
the power.
Fight,
for the rights,
and stop,
all this evil.

In the Tree of Hypocrisy,
the roots,
of damnation,
pass on,
through us.
As hypnotized,
children say,
"In God We Trust."

The gun firing,
are deafening,
making my ears ring,
wounds begin to sting.

Sand in my eyes,
skin, cracked and dry.
Boiling in the sun,
no one said war would be fun.

Corruption,
destruction,
is this really how democracy works?

Governments lying,
nature's dying,
is this really how democracy works?

Bang, bang,
hear our guns?
Boom, boom,
ya better run!

Cha-ching!
Isn't it funny?
Ba-boom,
bombs sell for money!

We are the real weapons of mass destruction!
We are the real cause of all corruption!

We are the machines, heartless and cold!
I fold my hand, I fold...

I've walked down the hall of shame.
I've seen Mother Nature fight but fall in vain.
I've seen countries crawl, no cane.
I've seen our backs are against the wall, insane.

The world is no place for us anymore,
just take my hand dear and off we'll soar.
The world has become a living hell,
so lets both escape this prison cell.

Bang, bang,
hear our guns?
Boom, boom,
ya better run!

Cha-ching!
Isn't it funny?
Ba-boom,
bombs sell for money!

We are the real weapons of mass destruction!
We are the real cause of all corruption!

We are the like the machines, heartless and cold!
I fold my hand, I fold my hand.

There's nothing left we can do dear.
All we can do is run from here.
Try to escape all the insanity.
Just take my hand and trust me.

The gun firing,
are deafening.
This war wages on our souls,
this war leaves us alone, cold.

The rain, it pours,
you sit on the curb.
Head in your hands,
"pop those pills, girl."

You want to resist,
but the voices insist.
"Do it!" they scream,
with a soft kiss.

And so you do,
swallow with ease.
The pills dissolve inside you,
distorting everything you see.

You stumble off the curb,
falling hard to the pavement.
A tear softly falls,
you're going insane, again.

Lift yourself off the ground,
you will be strong.
Pull yourself together,
and push through the fog.

You will be loved,
someone will come along,
but only if you keep fighting,
only if you stay strong.

If our worlds were to collide,
shattering us into a million pieces,
I would hope that in the end,
our pain ceases,
that is,
if we collide.

We're falling into insanity,
dying with such profanity.
So, we go.

Exploding into oblivion,
where we won't live again.
Do, we know?

Where do we go,
when we die?
Do we sink into the ground,
or do we fly?

Do we roam the earth,
and go where ever?
Or do we lie underground,
and dream forever?

Life may have its limits,
but that doesn't mean you shouldn't live it.
Do, or die.

But what is the meaning of it all,
if in the end we all fall.
Asking why.

Where do we go,
when we die?
Do we sink into the ground,
or do we fly?

Do we roam the earth,
and go where ever?
Or do we lie underground,
and dream forever?

It's either a never ending flight,
or a never ending fight.
Either you go to heaven or hell,
or maybe,
there's nothing.

Where do we go,
when we die?
Do we sink into the ground,
or do we fly?

Do we roam the earth,
and go where ever?
Or do we lie underground,
and dream forever?

Today I found a bird of the side of the road.
It had been hit by a car, and was dying.
I picked it up, and slowly caressed it in my hand.
It looked into my eyes, and let out a weak chirp.
Then, with one swift movement,
I crushed the bird in my hand.
It twitched a bit, then died.
I smiled, and knew what I must do next.
Some may say it deserves a proper burial.
I cooked it, and ate it for dinner.
I am now one with the bird.
We are now brothers.
I am now Bird Man.

It was 12:02am.
Saturday morning.
I was hungry.
So hungry.
Now that I think of it,
I was beyond hungry.
I was starving.
I was so hungry,
I could eat a horse.
And then it hit me.
I'll eat a horse.
And so I got into my car,
and drove to the nearest farm.
On the way there,
I hit a rabbit.
It was a gruesome scene.
I contemplated stopping and eating the rabbit,
but I knew in the end,
that was a bad idea.
I mean, it wouldn't even fill my appetite.
I needed something that would,
like a horse.
So I arrived at the farm,
and snuck into the horses stables.
I was sneakier than Bill Clinton,
that is,
until he got caught of course.
But I never got caught!
I got into one of the stalls,
and injected the horse with a lethal dose of cyanide.
I always carried cyanide around with me,
I knew there would be a right time and a right place to use it.
And that time was now.
I proceeded to pick the horse up with my super human strength,
and brought it to the car.
I tied it to the roof of the car,
and drove it home.
It was a glorious night.
I fired up the grill,
poured some apple juice,
because I didn't drink,
drinking is bad,
and had horse meat all night long.
It tasted like chicken,
just without the chicken.
I was a happy man,
and I went to bed with a full stomach.
The next morning,
I woke to a startling surprise.
I was in a stable,
and I was surrounded by horses.
All around me,
horses.
"We know what you did last night" one of the horses said,
as it stood up,
and cracked its hooves.
All the other horses did the same.
I closed my eyes,
and took a deep breath,
as I was trampled to death,
by the trusty steeds.

What lurks inside me,
what keeps me up at night,
is of no concern to you.

You're delicate soul,
pure and whole,
would be tainted by me.

We aren't not meant to be.

I am wrong,
I am black,
I am darkness,
I will attack,
and tear at,
your innocent flesh,
and leave you alone,
and full of regret.

I will destroy you,
and then decimate whatever purity you have left.
And I won't care,
at least not like you want me too.

So please,
for both of us,
leave here tonight,
and never come back.

We have all had life, ripped from our arms.
We have all had love, taken from our arms.
But we have not, given up on love.
We have not, given up on life.

Life, it has hurt us all.
But we stayed strong,
and corrected what was wrong.

No one, makes mistakes on purpose.
So forgive everyone,
for everything they’ve done.

No man deserves, to die at war.
But it’s his choice, to go to war.
The day that we, realize the nonsense,
of war and the, misuse of violence.

War, it has effected us all.
but we stayed strong,
and corrected what was wrong.

No one, makes mistakes on purpose.
So forgive everyone,
for everything they’ve done.

When, innocent people die,
the killers, better have a good alibi.
Because there, will be a day,
were we, make the killers pay.

Death, it has hurt us all.
But we stayed strong,
and corrected what was wrong.

No one, makes mistakes on purpose.
So forgive, everyone,
for everything, they have done.

Just don’t forgive the killers!

He's a crystal glass sitting on the kitchen table,
and he's sliding off 'cause the legs are too unstable.
So he shatters on the floor,
like so many times before,
the boy weeps.

Now I tell him to pick himself up and get on the table,
and he tells me he can't 'cause the legs are too unstable.
But he's just too small,
that's really all,
holding him back.

So I tell him to be the legs for the kitchen table,
'cause I didn't do my job and I couldn't be his savior.
I tried to hold him up,
but I let him down,
and I can't bear to tell him that it's my fault he's on the ground.

Sitting in a tree,
I see all my enemies.
They run around me,
annoying me like fleas.

I finally escaped,
found a better place.
Found a personal space,
where they all race after me.

I'm finally free.
I'm finally free.

No one ever knows,
which way I might go.
Could be here, could be there,
I'm going everywhere.

I've got a world to see,
so no one bother me.
Know who I have to be,
and that person is me.

I'm finally free.
I'm finally free.

Evil enticed my eyes,
and I let out many cries.
So I looked towards the sky,
hoping for no more lies.

My world was spinning round,
kept my feet on the ground.
Now do you hear that sound?
I finally found myself.

I'm finally free.
I'm finally free.
I'm finally free.
I'm finally free.

Working hard,
for a dream I can't achieve.
Your words,
the words of the world,
weaving in and out my head.

Everything is easier said than done,
that's why actions speak louder than words.
You can preach or you can pray,
in the end,
their just words.

I live in a fantasy,
where I feel happy.
To feel and to be are two different things,
but feeling is good enough for me.

Someday, someone will tear down the sunset wallpaper,
and the walls will crumble down on my precious fantasy.
And when that day comes, I will die,
but for now,
let me be.

I know we can't see,
but we are chemically unstable.
Racing a race that we can't win.
Losing control,
we live in a fable.

But change is near,
I feel it coming.
A change is near,
I feel it coming.

The sun's setting,
on a not so bright future.
Empty minds full of empty ideas.
Others beliefs,
go in and out our ears.

But the sun will soon be rising,
on a new future.
We can change,
only if we choose to.
I will,
will you?

But change is near,
I feel it coming.
A change is near,
I feel it coming.

In an age of technology,
we can barely ******* breathe,
smothered by machine.
We don't really need,
to depend on machine to keep living.

But change is near,
I feel it coming.
A change is near,
I feel it coming.

Sandpaper hands in the black,
steady and sure, no longer pure.
Stained with the blood,
of the forgotten ones,
stars can only watch from above.

Treading lightly on stained sand oceans,
there is no depth, only death.
Why would man ****,
when man has tongue?
Do not question Capitol Hill.

The Man says to do and so it is done,
but would the Man do it if he had the gun?

Charming in his ways and strong in his speech,
he walks all over you and me,
with his big government feet.

Don't let him push,
don't let him pull,
don't let him tug,
on the little ropes.

We aren't the puppets,
we're the puppeteers.
So let them know that,
and makes sure they hear.

All alone,
night sky lights a path of hope.
No home,
only the streets to roam.

Lost in fear,
the sound of war is all you can hear.
Gun in hand,
another night in Iran.

Trembling,
the cool night air begins to sting.
And the ring of gunshots in your ear,
leaves you paranoid.

Each breath,
could be your last.
So you make them fast.

No man has ever faced Death,
and come out alive.
So why do you?
You know you’re going to die.
So why?

Are you brave?
Or just foolish.
Do you remember,
what the rule is?

No one can cheat Death.

And so you become Death.

And what of your family?
Are they proud?
Daddy killing bad guys,
put them all in the ground.

Didn't even know them,
but he wasted his own life,
to **** every last one of them,
becoming Death and his scythe.

But one day,
someone came for you.
They took your life,
and the title of Death too.

Like a dog about to be put down,
you whimper and you scream.
It was over from the beginning,
your future was foreseen.

No man has faced Death,
and come out alive.
So why do you?
You know you're going to die.
So why?

Are you brave?
Or just foolish.
Do you remember,
what the rule is?

No one can cheat Death.

Not even Death himself.

The frigid winter air,
has confined me to my home,
where my mind is left to roam.
Miles away,
in my haven,
my mind begins to cave in.

The simplicity,
of this disease,
it picks me apart,
tears at my heart,
and mangles my mind.

It distorts all perception,
leading to my own deception,
I ask myself,
when is this going to end?

I feel nothing,
other than confusion.
And I can’t stop fighting,
this battle, which I am losing.

My mind pulls me one way,
my heart, the other,
And I can’t help but feel,
like I’m being smothered.

I scream,
and I cry,
and I still don’t know why,
I can’t feel normal.

I escape,
and I run,
right into a loaded gun,
that blows me to bits.
It blows me to bits.
I slowly submit.
I quietly submit.
I quit.

I just want to say,
I'm sorry.
I know, I was wrong,
it was the drugs all along.

I don't want to be the one,
to have to break your heart today.
But I'm sorry my darling,
I'm not here to stay.

I'm a lover, not a fighter,
and I'm not going to fight this.
There's something about this baby,
something I can't resist.

I have never been addicted,
to anything but love.
But I will admit to you now,
I'm addicted to this drug.

I can quit love,
and I can quit games,
but babe, I just can't quit *******.

I may be a fool,
and I may be insane,
but babe, I'm in love with *******.

I don't want you to save me,
so please don't even try.
I want to be addicted,
I don't care if I die.

There's no return for me baby,
just leave me here to die.
If I want to die addicted,
baby, it's my life.

I can quit love,
and I can quit games,
but babe, I just can't quit *******.

I may be a fool,
and I may be insane,
but babe, I'm in love with *******.

And when I,
finally die,
bury me right by your side.

And please,
always know,
I may have chosen drugs,
but I always loved you more.

My mother once told me,
"I forgive but never forget,"
which at first made sense,
to my ignorant little mind.

Why would I forget,
all the bad things said?
All the venom once spit,
in my ears and face.

But when I found myself trying to live my life,
built on grudges and animosity,
I found myself struggling to stay alive,
I was living the wrong philosophy.

I had an insatiable appetite,
for life and love,
neither of which I could get,
with this bitter taste in my mouth.

So I broke loose,
of the memories that once scarred me.
Now I forgive and forget,
so no memories can bar me.

I spend every night that same,
lying in bed,
lying in pain.
Waiting for someone or something,
to heal my open wounds.
But I've been waiting and it seems,
these wounds ain't healin' soon.
I spend every night staring,
at a pale white ceiling.
And I wake every morning feeling,
like a forgotten doll,
propped up against the wall,
under the bed,
dust from head to toe.
I'm not sure if I'll ever know,
of a love like ours again.
And I'm not sure if I'll ever,
not feel numb again.
My mind is wired,
but it's wired all wrong.
Like an off key song,
it makes me cringe.
So tonight I will binge,
all the memories of us.
And then I will purge,
every last bit of trust.
Erase it from mind,
before the sun rises,
and then I will rise from this bed,
and pretend to live again.

This out of tune piano,
knows just how I feel.
Each key I play,
cries in disharmony.

No difference in the keys,
than in my life today.
No difference in my mind,
than what I play.

Broken rhythms and fragmented thoughts,
are all I have left in this splintered heart.

Why can't I find myself?
Why can't I find a way?
Why can't I live my life
without feeling my life has frayed?

The ends are frayed.

I'm shutting down,
permanently.

The gears in my head,
jammed with the words that you said.
They can't turn,
or spin,
or move,
you win.

I'm leaving now,
forever.

Once my wheels hit the road,
there's no coming home.
I'll vanish,
disappear,
into thin air,
and you'll never hear from me again.

Like a cloud in the sky,
I'll move on.

I'll forget everything, erased,
like your name and your face.
I'll forget you,
delete you,
and never will I,
speak of you.

Because I'm moving on.

Like a cloud in the sky,
I'm moving on.

There is no reason,
for government permission.
There is no reason,
we can't have an intervention.

Release the military,
from its ******* "mission".
But the government,
has no intentions.

War and killing,
spending trillions,
killing billions,
all for oil.

People dying,
people crying,
while we're smiling,
we love war.

There is no reason,
we can't have a resurrection,
of philosophies,
like Isolation and more.

There is no reason,
we can't have protection,
without,
going to war.

War and killing,
spending trillions,
killing billions,
all for oil.

People dying,
people crying,
while we're smiling,
we love war.

We love war,
we love war,
we love war,
no more war!

The black hole heart ***** everyone in sight inside.
Gravity is not real,
for it were,
I would not be in heaven.
The side show is over,
go home,
face the music,
and go to bed.
No one ever died trying,
unless they were trying to die.

Children running,
through the streets.
Taking cover,
under rubble,
and the deceased.

Children cry,
and they scream.
Their parents dead,
planes overhead,
drop bombs on the city.

They have no hope,
they don't believe.
They are war torn,
and they mourn,
over the dead bodies.

Regretless bullets,
fly across the battlefield.
House destroyed,
parents dead.
Sorry children,
this is real.

The children of war,
they are no more.
The children of war.

They're homeless,
they're starving,
they're tired,
they're scared.
Bullets fill the air,
they can go nowhere.

The children,
they're crying,
bullets flying,
through the air.
And nobody cares.

Nobody cares...

War torn,
civilians mourn,
over dead childrens bodies.
The children of war,
they are no more.

It's crazy how people transform us,
they change us and rearrange us.
We help, but they do most of the work,
whether it be with a smile, or a hand to hold.

If you look into someones eyes,
and you stare at them just long enough,
something clicks and fireworks fly,
it's a crazy thing, that word love.

No one can deny,
that feeling inside,
the butterflies,
when the stars align,
how good it feels,
just to be alive,
just to hold you tight,
hold you by my side,
and to call you mine.

No feeling is greater,
than that of love.