...We've got nothing but
our selfish belief
and the weakness deep within
We embraced reality like a
fabricated story
with a fabricated
happy ending
told by the world and the things
that gave us reasons to
blame
Running from things that
never existed was
our light in the night to find
home
we
never had
In the end
we took refuge in a dusty
old
basement
and hoped the winter
would never
come...