It’s all the things I hear, but don’t want to know,
grapevine, ties me up and down,
cursed I am to watch you bury your head from afar,
as there is no place for saving the damned
your pain is temporary, all around you feel the sting- for the rest of their lives
No one forgets as good as you.
The pit you’ve filled your family’s lineage quite nicely,
keeping expectations low, assume the position and watch your youth scream,
I’ve found that you think life an experiment, where no feat is off limits now
Simply put you mother watches as your soul drifts, further away from her
so stick it in, light it up, blur the line, forget your name and burn…
The voices in your head are no longer valid,
the ones outside are your saving grace but you are deaf now
oh so deaf right now
the day to day is made up by the night tonight
inept now, your world doesn’t seem so bad
you live by the light of sparks, and you will die by the flame
so stick it in, light it up, blur the line, forget your name and burn…
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