It's that feeling of temptation fleeting
forgetting the ego
and ******* it all to chance
or pretending like you know how it's all going to happen

Fate faked until it's made
we were new gods predicting the way things would happen
hurt or held against our helping hands
to our beating ****** hearts
for the next person we hand it off to
to feel the warmth in everything

What are we passing on
and where do we hold ourselves back from
the call to adventure?

We so carelessly led ourselves into reality

Realler than any other *******
forgetting
What it's like to hold on

I feel like I got a song in me
Fortunate for you
I'm in tune to your stupid ******* heart

Let me in like a vampire invite

I am anorexia

I am the human condition
the **** of man
the status quo
the holy union
of Ms. America
and Capitalism

I will hold no peace
at the ritual
we all worked so hard
to hold together

But you can love without money
blood is running money

My hands are tied around this next new little thing
She's just another missing peace
To the eternal void
of the allegory of my emptiness

mood swinging to I hate you
don't ever ******* leave

I left the best part out
She's the goddess of the myth
she's the one I long for ever more from
the depths of my dreams

She can fix everything
probably

I just have to think about her
This ideal muse
mending my broken heart
Does she know how bad this loneliness hurts?

I just want to feel something
I want to resonate

and work myself to completion
Controlling everything from the eternal electricity

Deep beneath
buried away
giving my very best

But where do I go?
I want to be everywhere
Alive in anything that is or isn't
nailed down

When I feel so stuck.

I just wanted her heart
to melt in my hands

But she was a steel beam
and I was jet fuel.

My kiss eclipsed
From lips to lips

As above so below
From face to hips

Red wine tongues
Tasting teasing and tossing

Deliver the final blow
And suffer the euphoric bliss

You're more than your eyes
and the galaxies beneath

lusting for supernovas
in the face of the goddess
you need to resurrect
rise up and see
beyond
sight

or scientific mutations
beauty is a distraction
it draws the face of the masses
down to a religion

You're the new deity
in my minds eye
transcending like an iconoclast
throwing a wrench
in the status quo

and slitting the throat
of the exploited symbols
flashed between shifts of consciousness

We met on the shores of our subconscious
in oceans of cerulean
Red hair with a curl
like the first song I ever learned

I heard you on high like an angel
Or was I just high?
You were still an angel.

It was always the music
that brought us together
beyond sight
you were my favorite sound.