Written on the empty spaces where my eyes are afraid and my breath slows my heart to almost stopping, these words pin my arms to the floor, my body floats towards the ceiling but I cannot escape.
Is it hidden in the catching of your eye? When the passing slips by without a shadow I'll have only one last thing to do before I am freed.
Society's rules were installed to be broken, as we drink lies from borrowed glasses, we watch our reflection in the tiny shards of broken mirror that litter the floors of our minds.
Take a long look around the empty room, search for the coming down of the dream, illusions make me believe that I matter, and you make me know that I don't.
If I try hard enough I can still taste every pill in my mouth, falling from windows towards the floors of the Wise, I reach out to grab words, looking for a reason not to splash into the ground.
Passing pain through holes in doorways, everything is open when eyes are closed. Nothing but the rain to save me from this desert heat, trapped inside my mind again on a Thursday afternoon, hoping to find you in the bottom of this bottle or at that moment just before the flames engulf me.
Is it hidden in the catching of your eye? When the passing slips by without a shadow I'll have only one last thing to do before I am freed.
Society's rules were installed to be broken, as we drink lies from borrowed glasses, we watch our reflection in the tiny shards of broken mirror that litter the floors of our minds.
Take a long look around the empty room, search for the coming down of the dream, illusions make me believe that I matter, and you make me know that I don't.
If I try hard enough I can still taste every pill in my mouth, falling from windows towards the floors of the Wise, I reach out to grab words, looking for a reason not to splash into the ground.
Passing pain through holes in doorways, everything is open when eyes are closed. Nothing but the rain to save me from this desert heat, trapped inside my mind again on a Thursday afternoon, hoping to find you in the bottom of this bottle or at that moment just before the flames engulf me.