Cleaning Up

I reach out to the skies of blue To stay there for the rest of time My lies have always seemed so true Constructed life to perfect crime Right now I forget which part I play I loose control of what I say Right now My spirit seems to drift away And all my actions look so gay I run through fields of doors Lost With millions of keys right in my pocket, I find no lock, even with force The doors all stay completely blocked And thoughts fall down into my head As I lie crying in my bed Right now I think of what I have had And see what I have lost instead I dig myself into the earth To stay there ‘till the end of days I still regret my day of birth And spoiled my life in many ways The sun is shining through my eyes I give no sh** ‘bout all these lies My deepest passions start to rise And fight until apathy dies - But words still blow - And can’t you see that we’re just trying to be not what we seem to be The decay starts in our heads Our body takes more time to go The conflict starts in our heads Our body takes more time to know - But words still blow -