I don’t belong here
This artificial paradise
It drugs and kills me slowly
People bring out the worst
Fear lives in my blood
The sweetest fruits are rotted and empty
Tradition reigns but roll away the stone, I say
Give the secrets to the low and poor
Feel the world rumble beneath the sun
Let us test each other
My heart burns, not with desire but a scorching hope
That lost memories will find a home
In the gaps in between all our veils and the unseen
My heart thumps at a sign of sincerity
Sensitive and numb, that’s me
Words crush but I rather feel those blows
Then hear your whispers of rumors, slow
Do you see the caves crawling up my mind
Can’t you see I’m just like you
But on borrowed time
Do you see the webs clouding up my head
Can’t you see I’m just like you
But a little more dead