Whatever, Untitled

Why do you fuel the fire within, As you crucify your next of kin? How do you survive this melodrama, After all these souls scarred by the trauma? Take a look over here, now what do you see? Do you see yourself looking back at me, With a scarlet tear for agony? Tears drown in a bottle of wine, At a moment in the late evening, When the stars behind the overcast sky seem hard to define. Let's take this bottle and raise it up! Contemplate smashing the glass at full throttle! With an ocean of speed, we smash, Or we can take this last drop; Use the stained to crash a car! Just kidding! Oh, I'd love to sail away on the sea! The rainfall in spring just reminds me; Of certain forgotten dreams. Those old variations on a theme: The Song sings out to me. What remains the same doesn't please. What goes on inside your mind? Too many generations back, you see: I don't expect you to please me. I want to be the honest one, here.