this monster mask
I hold my candle of enlightenment, trying to burn it slow/ not to get me into skirmish mode, never learning though/ You're just the same asshole with bad remarks/ having arguments, a bitter life, that's the war you spent/ time to justify, it's just a lie with butterflywings/ caged behind my teeth, always fighting to breathe/ got my constant attempts to get to know me better/ Sure, we set 'em boundaries, but I’m feeling tied around the tree/ Like a barking dog, anger colour his vision red/ only a dream of freedom as an insurance against imprisonment/ This flower's yet managed to blossom, I just wait for my turn/ adjust fate so I'll learn the secrets around the corner/ I found the former me hiding behind this monster mask/ and while others ask of him I wonder if my summer last/ forever, or if I have to hibernate in my grenade/ waiting to detonate, blow up this planet like it's featherweight/ Sadly, an angry child is asking why the world is passing by/ why the everlasting dies, gazeing at the skies/ of clouded thougts, longing for the sound of pause/ on this track of looking back only to frown upon it/ I don't want it... kommentarer? :)
In the old days it was not a crime
|