I'm made of concrete but my
Heels wont stop, the pulling
I try to gamble with golden gates but my
Eyes can't see them before me
You try to push me but I'm not moving,
I try to reason with fate, but he left
That morning.

I have this master plan, that I can't seem to fit into words-

I'll never understand, why we all grouped into our own hurds

But haven't you heard? We don't need them babe,

They've got their own empires to slave,

We've found our moneys worth, within the pockets of change.

The hearts of one
The hearts of many
I'm holding in my hands
Are getting too heavy
And I'm a breaking glass of lies
My thoughts have crystallized
And this trance is magnified
By this feelings, just not right
We've carried ourselves
Everywhere we go
On the backs of our habits and
The little we know
And we've crawled into this hole
Because we can't feel ourselves
Anymore

This story was never written,
These truths were never told,
They've got the big chairs they sit in
Where they copy write each soul

An empire down,
Inside of my head

My breath falls thick in my chest
Bleeding towers of sound
My mind's never at rest

An empire down,
Insides turn out

Sirens call out to heavens gates
All sinners hearts belong to the saints
All saviors are lost in their blind-less debate

An empire down,
With no one to save.

Destiny,
That has meaning to even the most
Innocent being
It's just a mouse to a lion,
A full on attack, on an afternoon snack

You're so easy babe,
So easy to love-
I adore, adore the outline of sky in your eyes
There is not much more, more simpler than this
But you're so much of a bore when you just want a kiss

I don't recall the bad memories
I feel the hopes,the wishes,the dreams
A whole empire made of green
the lights that blink in my eyes
Crystalized moonshine,
We're alive

Oh great whimsy moon,
If I ever had the chance to greet you
And slip into your limitless, blue dress  
At any iota of request;
I'd glow with you until June

For our own fairy tale lies fairly far within ourselves
And for the sake of bringing it out, we take the books off the shelves
We recite the words with older voices equipped with new vices
Like a fimiliar phrase,we remember them, yet can't find it's fit
When change backs into the same corner, well it's a circle that begins and ends with our names
And for the sake of something to cry about, we find our rules created by someone else,
We remember their place and order, yet their structure lies word of mouth

This obsession, with the regression-
                                         Well I'd never lean my lessons faster than
                                    The tide swaying my bones in a bottle
                             Out to the jetti where the jaded rocks crashed me
                    I became seaglass, a smoothed over mass that
                                 Taught me, nothing,
                                             Taught me,nothing-
                                              And dried salt sprayed our eyes
                                                   Liquified voices,called our names
                                                           ­      Countless times;
                                                    A doubt to follow our old ways
                                          A risen flame, just brushing the lions mane
                                             Oh sweet, silly things, much bigger
                                       Than I can see,you right infrount of
                                   Where I need to be—
                              "Where do I need to be?"
                       I tried every road, the breaks failed me
                 The careless casualties
                       Taught me nothing,
                       Taught me nothing.

Feeding chaotic spirits carbonated laughter
While looking into their pockets to see what they're truely after
Desire's duet with chance's figure
Go figure, resonating voices off the walls that linger

Somethings,
They see me,
Sickening-
Oh my mind aint what it used to be
Griping the feeling,
Of new light, sinking under the horizon
Illuminating sight-
Like the lion zion
We're not the only ones,
Just the ones with their eyes on

Oh why cant I meet a simple man,
Who takes the kiss right off my mouth
And constructs them into words with his eyes.

Cliche, twisting the bolts off-
And on, see the signal at dawn-
Furthermore the light-
Open wide,
Telescopic sight,
You're the knuckles I use to punch,
I win every fight-
You hide, I seek the answers-
Well I've always had a hunch-
We lie, we lie
You're just another,
And so am I