Mnemic Closed Eyes
It抯 hard to forgive a man who bought revenge with his soul.
A vein injected with a mans life and his goals.
It抯 in my face, it hurts and I fall into a hollow sphere.
Well, I don抰 want that to happen to me.
I don抰 want to see what my face might be.
Damn your shameful lies as my conscience it dies.
Stop and listen as silence roars out in the night.
One can抰 fake that anger and oh it抯 shining so bright.
Is this my fault, I will light it up to see. I will light it up.
I don抰 really see, I don抰 want to be. Is this my fault.
I don抰 see, inside of me a moment turns to infinity.
I don抰 want to see what my face might be.
Damn your shameful lies as my conscience it dies.
I just might hurt you my friend.
All that was left for me was destructive in misery.
I blame you for all that I did; it抯 eating me bit by bit.
How can all this be true, I blame it all on you.
Electrocuted with a sense of loss.
Anxiety will see me through.
Flipping through the pages of a mind that hurts me.
Sometimes I wish that I could eject from this seat of pain
I抦 f..ckin?placed in and let it go.
You tell me what you think of me
and my sense of energetic rage compiled into a ball of anxiety.
Do I need your help?
Do I need you?
