Arrogance and it's pedestrians
The one who brags gold but has mere dust
The lives based on apareance
The souls that are numb
Their own gamble gone wrong
No time for withdrawal
Symptoms that you are allready dead
No sense of a passion
Love is just a name
Used too casualy as a casualty
Love should be so pure ,
but it fell into routine
Decevious are our inhabitated feelings
Dependence on the material
Living out of conditons
Superficiality is just another demon
The difference is too few
The common and the many
The cycle eats us up
It gobles our dreams and hopes
To a future with nothing to cherish
May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 9:01 PM UTC
Arrogance and it's pedestrians
The one who brags gold but has mere dust
The lives based on apareance
The souls that are numb
Their own gamble gone wrong
No time for withdrawal
Symptoms that you are allready dead
No sense of a passion
Love is just a name
Used too casualy as a casualty
Love should be so pure ,
but it fell into routine
Decevious are our inhabitated feelings
Dependence on the material
Living out of conditons
Superficiality is just another demon
The difference is too few
The common and the many
The cycle eats us up
It gobles our dreams and hopes
To a future with nothing to cherish
