I am the friend they will never know. They are the love I’m weaning off They were too scared to breathe the sweet fragrance of lightening. Now left behind in memories,
Another moment turned to ash As rain kept pouring, slurred between the beds were lies coming into view I know the truth. The schemes to catch butterflies The sport to **** mythical creatures Always running Gotta keep running Far far away
No more secret letters passed around the classroom About to enter the virtual world Full of electric sheep I’ll fall asleep covered in wires And wake up with black ice in my veins