It's today again and where have I been Out searching for tomorrow I'd give up on my quest for gold But I beg to be spared such sorrow...
What was the price Of all the life I sacrificed All the love I compromised I am the one who never lied...
Tomorrows run away From every new day Living come outside to play
Neurotoxins transmit messages in my brain Depression from which I cannot refrain Yet somehow I remain quite sane Out here caught in this pouring rain...
I dreamt about a desire so deep I cried So beautiful and unattainable yet still I tried I tried to hold on as long as I could My words are so often misunderstood...
I look at my wrist, I have no scars Never felt the need to crash my car Or burn in hell before my time Self-mutilation is not my crime...
Yet my moment of satisfaction subjective Blackened by what I was formed to believe Unable to meditate, I can only dream My mind is a vacuum to the extreme...
from the dust...we were formed How convenient a scapegoat to blame for personal faults. Or perhaps we are a product of all are own unique experiences...