Freely Trapped

Fragmented fairytales, Fermented freedom There's no remorse for the dead, this I know For, I've been dead for far too long While there's not one ounce of sympathy to show Red Redemption, Rhapsody Right I'm bromidic, lost, shallow, cold hearted But I write emotions all through tonight This way, it's safer - For both you and I This way, we're free - Free from the freedom to choose Unchained to fly - But not past the sky Reliquished to do anyting - But to lose I'm not a fool for wanting more for wishing amongst the stars I'm not a fool for wanting to ignore these billions upon billions of scars Comfortly colliding, comfortly Complaining While the trillion little rivers start staining Million Marring Mary Janes, Million Marring Merrily Rains While the cosiness of home starts to strain Happiness may not be as it once seemed But people don't dream like they once dreamed Auspicous applicants, Abiding Anarchists Just one simple slit of these wrists Everything would transcend then slip I'd try to hold on, but inevitably lose my grip This way, I realize now, is the safest way So, I bargain with you - Do not stay This way, when you're gone - we're free So, we may both live unhappily Boringly bizarre, bastardly Bride Crinkled hope, Smudged pride Don't prove yourself to me, it's not use Don't try to call the thing off - there will be no truce AND DON'T Play pretend for me anymore All this playing has left my beating heart sore Late night enlongated words without any meaning Go back to bed love - You look better when dreaming Tragic thimbles, thickening thoughts trample through Do you see now? I could never be free without you. Chain me down, shove your lies down my throat Whatever appeals to your senses rocks your world - Floats your boat There's nothing but hate from here on out as we propel things through the air We scream, sing, and shout Sarcastically saying Stupid Segments Simply subduing Sacred spinning This way. This way. This way. What way? What way? What way? That way. that way. That way. Which Way? Which way? Which way? There is no way with you. Quick quivering questions They bleed until the floor is soaked Quarentine Quaffing Queen We bleed until we're infinitely broke Yes. We whimper, whistle, wither Like snakes, we slink and slither We don't give up, we just give in Split into nine equal pieces - lopsided skin To shower us in affection - there's no point to begin