Dark Mornings
Society is mostly just a sake of
Born out of selfishness and loose lips
Time keeps slipping,
Deeper down the rabbit hole I'm drifting
I stay my ground yet the echoes and the sounds
Make my f***ing head pound
Il plunge this world into darkness
Poetically with no trace or sound
Was it me? Who is me?
As you contemplate
while inside the fire your soul drowns
Celebrate your dark holiday
While I use the darkness as my dark escapade
Everyday
My life is like one big riddle of a parable
stuck in a f***ing maze
While the world sucks my heart out through my damn vains
And I think all-day all-night to myself driving me until it drives me insane
This world doesn't have much for me to give or gain..
I guess I'm just not brainwashed enough
to be a part of it's game
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