Justify
those who have died,
under a guise,
suffering without a voice.
Turning a blind eye to a tragedy,
claim you're a product of society,
resenting everything you used to be,
and trading everything to feel nothing.
Years laid in waste
waiting to fade.
We're going tired
of feeling this weight.
Yet we all still
pass the blame.
Nothing is pure.
Nowhere feels safe.
Reality deteriorates.
The polluted mind,
sifting through lost time,
angry and confused,
living out your use.
Growing bitter cold,
watch the world explode.
Years laid in waste
waiting to fade.
We're going tired of
feeling this weight.
Nothing is pure,
nowhere feels safe.
We always knew
it would end up this way.
Reality deteriorates.
This corroded form.
(Cold and sedated.)
Splitting your tongue.
(Are you frustrated?)
Chocking on the blood.
(Your choice you've made it.)
There's no rising sun.
(On a dead planet, you fuck.)
Push it all away,
why feel it decay?
Push it all away.
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