Can you
hear me?
I never thought I’d be screaming, going back to you
And your displaced sacrilege
I believe that I can help, if you let my vision lead you on.
Sanity’s left through the window we left open
Nothing but misery breathing in,
as we drift, drifting over,
and over
everything but finding nothing shutting us in
to prevent our dissolution
Disease crept in and kept us from devotion
Never breaking but never living in
what you’d call close to real life
or real life
itself, I cannot tell across time’s definitions
so I come back to ask of you.
Can you
hear me?
I never thought I’d be screaming, going back to you
And your displaced sacrilege
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
Can you
hear me?
I never thought I’d be screaming, going back to you
And your displaced sacrilege
I believe that I can help, if you let my vision lead you on.
Sanity’s left through the window we left open
Nothing but misery breathing in,
as we drift, drifting over,
and over
everything but finding nothing shutting us in
to prevent our dissolution
Disease crept in and kept us from devotion
Never breaking but never living in
what you’d call close to real life
or real life
itself, I cannot tell across time’s definitions
so I come back to ask of you.
Can you
hear me?
I never thought I’d be screaming, going back to you
And your displaced sacrilege
