The chunk of metal in my palm
Forgets the girl that's calling
Tainted with the moon of rose
And sailors all a-sighing
Pins and needles in my head
Wishing slowly I was dead
Feeding circles from the sky
Drifting everlasting lies
And in a moment far from wasted
Lives all seem just copy-pasted
To wander, wonder, wondered why
Regrets are bars in the jail of time
And slowly do I realize the metal
Keeps it all inside
Traps us in together
With a metal state of mind
They who live among us
Can bend down to our ways
Chains of petty nevermores
Escape the glance of day
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 6:06 PM UTC
The chunk of metal in my palm
Forgets the girl that's calling
Tainted with the moon of rose
And sailors all a-sighing
Pins and needles in my head
Wishing slowly I was dead
Feeding circles from the sky
Drifting everlasting lies
And in a moment far from wasted
Lives all seem just copy-pasted
To wander, wonder, wondered why
Regrets are bars in the jail of time
And slowly do I realize the metal
Keeps it all inside
Traps us in together
With a metal state of mind
They who live among us
Can bend down to our ways
Chains of petty nevermores
Escape the glance of day
