(0285) my painted rhyme

the explanation was all you needed. the gun you're holding, you could never shoot. preceded by faith was only a simple premonition. when you admit your guilt is when i'll admit the truth.

now that my memories are dead to me, maybe i should convert my currency.
i try to learn a different song to sing. patience becomes a necessity.
everyone's lost in their fantasies, and i'm dying for eternity.
i've got to show the world that i can breathe. i should never have learned to read.

pretending that i still exist. to understand is not to hug and kiss.

we're waiting on a wasted chance while speaking in an unseen glance.

bending over backwards to feel and finding out it wasn't real.

someone isn't far behind. the future is my painted rhyme.
if only we could travel time without having to use our sight.
when did life become a prize? why has all this water dried?
sending out a random signal through the sky, and i don't know the reason why.

i'm in a circle that i can't escape, but then the morning comes, and i'm awake.

look in the mirror when i fade away. what the fuck was i supposed to say?