the symptoms of the innocence
retracing steps through that destructive mess
if you took it back
would it make it hurt less?
if you just disappeared
would it burden their stress?
you'll be alright carrying that weight
afflicted from a budding young age
and now you are feeling so **** old
the pen's running blank right over that page.
is this what has become of your fate?
stripped down, broken down
confined in this cage.
i guess the truth is in the final debate.
the clock keeps on ticking
marking sensations inside
in an open arena, it's no wonder
why you choose to disguise
all temptations aside
blanket ******* with more lies
well, now, this show is running live
with nowhere to run, i really doubt you could hide.
Results in the form of tragedy
You miss life, and the situation is saddening
To grab the chains; run like a boy and flee
you just want to grow, to plant some seeds.
young lust and old greed
this house has stolen all of your ghosts
and those sleepy-time sheep.
a shot for the cheerful
and a **** for this disease
now the minutes have come to collapse your words,
and bring you upon your knees.