By Arcassin Burnham
Spreading rumors for your own agenda making
It seem like I've lost it,
I see beauty in twenty different ways of entertaining
Your soul to oblivion ending up In a state of confusion
Pushing closer towards the bridge of acceptance and
Benge pressing a million tons to get all the weight off
Your shoulders,
I thought it'd be over,
Between you and I,
I could have died,
Why did you lie?
The grass is so much greener on the other side,
....On the Other side,
Learning true colors as I pass without warning
To get one in on you,
There's blood on the leaves and sweat on the branches
Of betrayal of who your actually praying to when you
Lay in bed wondering and being haunted by what you done
Just replacing all of your memories in a bag of eels when
No one wants electric feels,
I thought it'd be over,
Between you and I,
I could have died,
Why did you lie?
The grass is so much greener on the other side,
.....On the Other side.
Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 6:20 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Spreading rumors for your own agenda making
It seem like I've lost it,
I see beauty in twenty different ways of entertaining
Your soul to oblivion ending up In a state of confusion
Pushing closer towards the bridge of acceptance and
Benge pressing a million tons to get all the weight off
Your shoulders,
I thought it'd be over,
Between you and I,
I could have died,
Why did you lie?
The grass is so much greener on the other side,
....On the Other side,
Learning true colors as I pass without warning
To get one in on you,
There's blood on the leaves and sweat on the branches
Of betrayal of who your actually praying to when you
Lay in bed wondering and being haunted by what you done
Just replacing all of your memories in a bag of eels when
No one wants electric feels,
I thought it'd be over,
Between you and I,
I could have died,
Why did you lie?
The grass is so much greener on the other side,
.....On the Other side.
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/06/indie-part-a.html
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