(0241) fill this void with disaster
the rain is a sham just like our great uncle sam and the beggars in suits on the right who always want more. and just like their god and all of your deluded fantasies, i won't be around if they come knocking upon my door. the picture's faded and your smile's gone in a matter of seconds which were lost in that ugly, artificial light. i was shutting down. i was falling towards the ground. i guess they call that assimilated response fight-or-flight. but now my ship's coming in, and the day is dead... guess i'll starve at the end of the line. old-world promise can't hold up anymore. back and forth, just trying to pay attention to all the stupid signs.
with your fishbowl eyes and the needle threaded twice, i have caught up to the front of the line. they said, "it's cold outside," but i couldn't decide as i watched the farmers paint under the sky. my wounds have been licked clean, and i'm feeling free to bleed wherever i decide to stretch out. i haven't sold my soul for the company gold - no, it's a lie that you can't even wish to live without. so i pay for my food and throw it in my face, and i hope to god i choke to death. nothing tastes right when you regain your sight after losing the only things you had left.
there's a splintering silence and a hole in his heart that can never be filled again. she said, "the end is near" and walked right through his skin as some metaphorical coffee rushed straight to his brain right then. momma always told him to stand up straight and never talk to people you don't know. what a shame, what a shame... it's a pointless game as we all bite into the cancerous possibilities of what's referred to as tomorrow. i saw the big, black cloud as it covered my face and covered up any actual, hopeless chance of change. we pilfered all the things that we had wanted back and never thought that things would stay the same.
these cryptic words were only half asleep when they had been awakened by a shooting star. all we have is some blood that slowly moves through our bodies, and we're trapped in this crashing car. we cannot escape; we cannot comprehend all the damage that is already done. they said, "it's getting warmer outside," but i couldn't decide as i watched the farmers paint under the sun. the bomb is dropped, and i bite my lip as my lover stands next to me. i wake up with solemn air and peace of mind, and then i fall right back to sleep.
with your fishbowl eyes and the needle threaded twice, i have caught up to the front of the line. they said, "it's cold outside," but i couldn't decide as i watched the farmers paint under the sky. my wounds have been licked clean, and i'm feeling free to bleed wherever i decide to stretch out. i haven't sold my soul for the company gold - no, it's a lie that you can't even wish to live without. so i pay for my food and throw it in my face, and i hope to god i choke to death. nothing tastes right when you regain your sight after losing the only things you had left.
there's a splintering silence and a hole in his heart that can never be filled again. she said, "the end is near" and walked right through his skin as some metaphorical coffee rushed straight to his brain right then. momma always told him to stand up straight and never talk to people you don't know. what a shame, what a shame... it's a pointless game as we all bite into the cancerous possibilities of what's referred to as tomorrow. i saw the big, black cloud as it covered my face and covered up any actual, hopeless chance of change. we pilfered all the things that we had wanted back and never thought that things would stay the same.
these cryptic words were only half asleep when they had been awakened by a shooting star. all we have is some blood that slowly moves through our bodies, and we're trapped in this crashing car. we cannot escape; we cannot comprehend all the damage that is already done. they said, "it's getting warmer outside," but i couldn't decide as i watched the farmers paint under the sun. the bomb is dropped, and i bite my lip as my lover stands next to me. i wake up with solemn air and peace of mind, and then i fall right back to sleep.
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