Never been so alone in a palace packed with people,
Without a soul in sight,
Hollow shells with hungry eyes.
Try to believe in a lie, and starve the truth from light.
Keeping it shut for the fear of whats coming from nothing...
we're so depressing.
I've lost all my steam. Dear Warmth, come back to me.
Never felt so unclean witnessing what cannot be unseen.
Seen all there is we can be: a working mans suburban dream.
Obsessed with the pride you recieve and hold your breath for
a boy in a cage working dollar a day coming from nothing.
It's so depresssing.
Never been so afraid of letting myself become
the man who could never make anything of himself.
The time I would never take; The offers made and the big mistake was
Keeping it shut for the fear what I'm becoming Im nothing I'm so depressing.
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