its like a nineties song
nostalgic
a bit wrong
a lot of memories
but all from the past
you glance
i glance
you linger
do you want more
but just for show
i know
but why
who are you again
we are once kissing
we are once hugging
we are once something
we are once us
but now it is a was

Do we ever stay strong?
Or do we fall,
To the ground,
Full of,
Dust.
Am I depressed or,
Just young man,
Full of,
Thoughts.
That’s where we felt it,
We’ll die,
Full of,
Thoughts...

...Or is it just a
Sociopathic life of,
Lust?

This one is for the joy, and it's here for peace,
This one takes me closer, to the one I was meant to be,
And this one is for the darkness, that never retires,
And this one is for life that shines in you
Far from me, come closer to...
Glass mist, rhymes, winter night, Fast voices say it's getting slippery
Half eye, half human, half in place, the lights are singing their songs a lot,

This one is for the chain, that breaks time and time again,
Photogenic dreams come in, in eternal jubilation
Far from me, come closer to...

The Electrician calls, forever, a thousand years -
Magic dreams spins us, fog dance is passing away,
I am looking for the glue that binds me to you
I reach for the moon, which slowly rises
Far from me, come closer to...
I am looking for the glue that binds me to you

The decline in standers.

We praise those who pander.

The bread and butter of art.

That couldn't save a creative heart.

Just a fan watching their favorite artist sell poison in a can.

The ultimate war.

It's money verses feelings.

It's money verses the truth that lies in our heart.

It's money verses art.