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